(Yoohoo, etc. Oh Hello. Hello.)



I read a brand new paper 

About a man who had a thousand guns 

Lived in the Southern States 

Ran away from everyone 

Felt it wasn't safe 

Even in the Southern States



I read a brand new paper 

Walking down my own street 

The man with a thousand guns 

Has taken to his feet 

He felt it wasn't safe 

Even in the Southern States



He thought that he might die 

But was he frightened by 

Anyone with a gun? 

Well, every stranger's danger 

Everybody has one 

But alone and hungry 

He couldn't eat his..... 

Guns



I watched my television 

Sitting on the floor 

The window man was watching 

Me and a million more 

He read me the news 

Someone's getting abused



He thought that we might die 

He wasn't frightened why 

Everyone has a bomb 

It's a passing danger 

Or so he said 

Everybody has one 

Care to see or just wait

(That's just great)