John Cale - Magazines lyrics

Nobody cares Get down now, I wanna see it, come on Come on If we could live the lives of men If we could live like men Long lost caricatures of endless memories What wouldn't be lost, what would be lost Among those far-fetched alibis There live some far-fetched lies What wouldn't be lost if loud men died Magazines of gun, magazines of gun Magazines of gun Magazines of gun Ok now, go All right If we could fight the good fight If we could fight like men What wouldn't be lost if loud men died Magazines of gun – magazines of gun Magazines of gun – magazines of gun Magazines of gun – magazines of gun The boy wishes a gun, wishes a gun, raises a gun He's covering his gun, is covering his gun, is covering his gun He says: see me about it Scream Never again, never again, never again Says: send me a letter that screams Never again, never again, never again Magazines of gun – magazines of gun Oh magazines