Man made the gun a sado-sexual 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?
'Cause 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