Lyrics
You must have somethin' better to do
Than learn to shoot that gun
You could read some history
See how the West was really won
Kings may come, queens may go
Be wary of desire
For when you think you need it most
That gun will misfire
There's a message in Afghanistan
Opium wins their trust
Charlie Wilson, the communists
They hate to take a loss
Kings may live, lose their thrones
They're junkies on the wire
You can warn the south with nukes and drones
That gun will misfire
Remember me when I am gone
I am the fool who got it wrong
One thing I said you can rely on
That gun will misfire
Could be that fatal click
You'll wish you chose a knife
A little toil, a little foil
Might have changed your life
There is a plague, not far from here
Who likes to spread his seed
You may be the winning one
That feels the need to breed
When they play, they fly away
Before they join the choir
But please don't try it, for an easy out
That gun will misfire
Remember me when I am gone
I am the fool who got the ending wrong
One thing I said we're depending on
That gun will misfire
You must have somethin' better to do
Than learn to shoot that gun
You coulda read some history
Seen how the West was really won
