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now i can buy the proverbial gun
and shoot the proverbial child
while my uncle looks me in the eye
and speaks of freedom

and my conscience goes up on trial
in the courtrooms of the mind
where the judges all have sons
and all the lawyers are wounded

and the backs are all broke
and the bailiff is my brother
and the witness is my sister
and i’m guilty as hell

but by the afternoon i’m out
out on the pavement walking
wreaking of salt and blood

no hat upon my head
no shoes upon my feet
picking your body
from my teeth

no stars above me
no stripes upon me
free

these lyrics are submitted by xaris01
now i can buy the proverbial gun  and shoot the proverbial child  while my uncle looks me in the eye  and speaks of freedom    and my conscience goes up on trial  in the courtrooms of the mind  where the judges all have sons  and all the lawyers are wounded    and the backs are all broke  and the bailiff is my brother  and the witness is my sister  and i’m guilty as hell    but by the afternoon i’m out  out on the pavement walking  wreaking of salt and blood    no hat upon my head  no shoes upon my feet  picking your body  from my teeth    no stars above me  no stripes upon me  free    these lyrics are submitted by xaris01