Man Made The Gun

Man made the gun a sado-s*xual machine It's slaughter brings you to your knees Man made the gun, who is the person that is holding on? What's in his mind, where is he looking from? Isn't he the one we should be gazing on Contemplating on? 'Cos man made the gun Man shapes the son Man made the gun, while there is evil in this world We try to save our boys and girls Man made the bomb, that doesn't mean that we should turn them on Or ever yearn him on 'Cos man made the gun Man shapes your son Man, man Man made it, man made it Man made the gun Man shapes the son Man made the gun Man shapes the son Yea man made it, yea man made it He made it, yea, hey, hey Yea man made it, yea man made it Eh, hey, hey, hey, hey Yea man made it, yea man made it Yes he made it Yea, yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea, yea ...