Sweet Meteor of Death - My Gun Just Shot Itself

I'm sorry for my Momma, I'm sorry for my dear old Dad
I know you tried to raise me right but I guess I came out bad
You learned me all my manners and you taught me gun safety
Guess some folks just weren't meant for polite society
They took my to the church so I could fear the lord
But all that sin and judgment talk just make me bored
Yeah I saw them ten commandments writ down on the chapel wall
And one by one I checked em off and accidentally broke them all

Yeah baby, Ain't that some shit
My gun just shot itself and I got a few bullets left

Well some folks like that holding hands and looking at the stars
But I like wicked women, and collecting scars
They say that folks like me are predisposed to crime
Or maybe the greatest sin of all is being born without a dime
Well I guess I just weren't smart enough to break the law the legal way
To steal like the government or murder like the NRA
They say that guns don't kill that's what bad folks do
But I shot a man in Texas just to see if it were true

Yeah baby, Ain't that some shit
My gun just shot itself and I got a few bullets left

Well it must have been the devil that gave my all this rage
Or maybe I just didn't feel like working for minimum wage
I guess I should have taken some of that Zoloft
When I got diagnosed with being real pissed off
Now everybody wants to know why I went on a killing spree
Just following my dream so I could be on TV
But I can't claim it's fair to say that I was born this way
I'm just a manufactured product of the USA

Yeah baby, Ain't that some shit
My gun just shot itself and I got a few bullets left

Written by:
Eamon Glennon

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