Из альбома: Give ’Em Enough Rope
I swear by Almighty God
To tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth
Guns guns
They torture all the women and children
Then they've put the men to the gun
'Cos across the human frontier
Freedom's always on the run
Guns guns a-shaking in terror
Guns guns killing in error
Guns guns guilty hands
Guns guns shatter the lands
A system built by the sweat of the many
Creates assassins to kill off the few
Take any place and call it a court house
This is a place where no judge can stand
Sue the lawyers and burn all the papers
Unlock the key of the legal papers
A jury of a billion faces
Shouted out condemned out of hand
Guns guns, and nobody's kidding
Guns guns, or foolin' around
Guns guns, the violence is singing
Guns guns, a silence the sound
'N I Iike to be in Aferica
A-beatin' on the final drum
'N I like to be in USSR
Makin' sure these things will come
'N I like to be in USA
Pretending that the wars are done
'N I like to be in Europa
Saying goodbye to everyone
Guns guns there's Guns on the Roof
Guns guns they're made to shoot