When you got a gun, you can do as you please 
spraying your bullets like it was a disease 
People packing pieces like its going out of business 
Evolutionary process survival of the sickest 
Your right to bear I've got to bear that right 
well I reserve my right not to get shot tonight 
I've got no gun in this wild wild west 
Well I'll rest in peace when the pieces rest 
Rat a tat tat it happens just like that 
don't even know your shot 
until you got one in the back 
Now your just another victim 
now you're just another stat 
Now your dead your dead 
you ain't never coming back 
>From channel to channel from station to station 
TV is the drug that has numbed the nation 
You're so horrified but you're so fascinated 
so the violence just keeps on escalating 
PRAISE THE AMMUNITION 
A piece without a puzzle a puzzle with no peace 
I reach for my revolver I reach for my release 
Mass murder in America 
a sad but true tradition 
I'm armed to the teeth for my own salvation 
I'm a twisted man with a twisted grip  
and I got the whole world at my finger tip 
A pistol packing preacher in a gun toting nation 
pass the Lord and praise the ammunition 
I'M AN ANGRY MAN WITH A GUN IN MY HAND