Bring a Gun

There's a fight, there's a fight, there's a fight

And the rage is growing

You have pushed me through too many windows and too many doors

You have torn all the joy from my heart and the blood is showing

The only beat you allow around here is the beat of war

Let's have a party

Bring a gun

Bring a gun

Don't go out tonight with that smile or you might get arrested

Get a license for that grin or they'll lock you away

If you show that you're happy inside then you're gonna get busted

The only law we allow around here is an organized raid

Let's have a party

Bring a gun

Bring a gun

What are you going to do if the muscle won't move

They are blocking the light, blocking the light

How many words will you waste on a Terre-Blanche

Let's have a party

You can bring your gun

And you can bring your dogs

And you can bring your shiny new helicopter

Bring a gun

Bring a gun

Let's have a party

Bring your gun