Guns

Ever fly a B-52?
Not a lot you gotta do
Never seein' nothing
But little yellow lights
On a panel full of buttons

Never see a face in the crowd
Never hear the sound of the tears rolling down
It's alright, tonight
While we're cuddled up tight
In the name of victory
It's a shame that you and me
Can't stop them guns

Guns are marchin'
Guns are shootin'
Guns a'firing
Guns all over me
They're aimed at me

(Gotta stop them)
Guns destroying
Guns enjoyin'
Guns a'blazing
Guns amazin' me
Oh, ooh, ooh

Ever see a young baby fawn
Learning how to drink from a pond
Peeking through your rifle
Lining up those crosshairs
Must be quite an eyeful

Ever seen an old-fashioned girl
Who just didn't know, it was time to let go
And tonight, the lights
On Broadway will shine
On the *unknown*
In the name of victory
It's a shame that you and me
Can't stop them guns

Guns are marchin'
Guns are shootin'
Guns a'firing
Guns all over me
They're aimed at me

(Gotta stop them)
Guns destroying
Guns enjoyin'
Guns a'blazing
Guns amazin' me
Oh, ooh, ooh

Gotta stop them

Guns
Them guns
Watch out
Guns
The guns