Guns, Guns, Guns

©2019 Henry Nunez / 5050songs Inc (ASCAP)
Release Date: Sep 6, 2019
Produced by Demo My Song®

I look up to the heavens
Staring back is the sun
I see nothing has changed
Children are dying by the gun

Schools are no longer safe
Our children are in danger
They’re getting killed in school
And it’s not even by a stranger

Once again, we’ll continue to debate
We’ll argue about who’s really at fault
Meanwhile, nobody is doing anything
To bring this madness to a halt

Mental illness, some people say
Don’t go blaming the NRA
But after everything’s been said and done
It’s much too easy to buy a gun

Assault rifles, meant for war
Can be bought at the corner store
Hear me out, hear our children’s cry
We have a problem, I’m here to testify

I look up to the heavens
And I see a sad old moon
For there was another massacre
By a child that sang a different tune

Here we go again, take out the blame card
Because we’re just too blind to see
We need to come together and decide
It’s time we show some kind of unity

For marches and prayers are not enough
We must travel a different road
Antiquated laws must be changed today
It’s too much for our children to carry this load

Mental illness, some people say
Don’t go blaming the NRA
After everything’s been said and done
It’s much too easy to buy a gun

Assault rifles, meant for war
Can be bought at the corner store
Hear me out, hear our children’s cry
We have a problem, I’m here to testify

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Genre: Modern Folk, Political Folk
Mood: reflective, concerned, empathic
Instruments: bass, drums, guitar, male vocals