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