Ma**y Ferguson - Gun Control lyrics

At a demonstration yesterday I was sitting drinking caffeine And chewing some nicotine I forgot to bring my sign But there's another march later this week Where the people there are appalled The gov't is building a wall And the minuteman said to me Gun control is in your hands and the sky is twisted up Blue and red Seems like I'm turning a corner to a coroner's empty slate She was lying naked in the tub, with a radio not far from her Maybe it had her number, but she submerged unscathed There was a kid not eight years old, he was playing with a bottle rocket His finger in a light socket, he couldn't hear me say Gun control is in your hands and the sky is twisted up Blue and red Seems like I'm turning a corner to a coroner's empty slate Coroner's empty slate, coroner's empty slate There is this veteran 6-6, he's working every night now The door of a night club downtown, he can't live no normal life He put a pistol in my hand, I looked down the barrel of his shotgun He asked my how fast can you run, I saw blood on his two arms Gun control is in your hands and the sky is twisted up Blue and red Seems like I'm turning a corner to a coroner's empty slate Gun control means use two hands cause you only live once until you're dead Seems like I'm turning a corner to a coroner's empty slate Gun control is in your hands and the sky is twisted up Blue and red Seems like I'm turning a corner to a coroner's empty slate Coroner's empty slate