Shoot First Letra

His father's sword he has girded on,

And his wild harp swung behind him."



Go get your guns it's time to play

Let's hurry up don't waste the day

Out in the park we'll stage a fight

Just like on the T.V.

You play the one who has to die

I'll shoot the gun and you will cry

You will fall down and I will run

Just like on the T.V.

My daddy has a gun for real

I'm gonna have my own someday

Just like on the T.V.



My daddy told me what to do

If anybody bothers you

He says the law is on our side

Just like on the T.V.



You've gotta shoot first

Shoot first, you've gotta shoot first

And ask your questions later

Shoot first, you've gotta shoot first

Shoot first

You gotta get them before they get you



My older brother has his own

It's got a handle made of bone

He carries it all over town

Just like on the T.V.

My daddy gave my mama one

Genuine real pearl-handled gun

She says she got to have her one

Just like on the T.V.

Did you see who got shot last night?

I stayed up to watch him

They rushed him off to surgery

Right there on the T.V.

Gosh I hope they catch the guy

I think they ought to shoot him

But if they bring him back alive

He'll be on the T.V.



You've gotta shoot first

Shoot first, you've gotta shoot first

And ask your questions later

Shoot first, you've gotta shoot first

Shoot first

You gotta get them before they get you



I've got to go it's getting late

I wish I had a real gun

Then I would never be afraid

Like some guys on T.V.

I'd never use my gun on you

You'd never have to worry

You'd be the good guy on my side

Just like on the T.V.



I think when I grow up someday

I'm gonna join the NRA

I saw them telling what they?re for

Last night on the T.V.

My daddy says it's not a game

We've got to play to win it

He says I'll have to learn to fight

Just like on the T.V.



You've gotta shoot first

Shoot first, you've gotta shoot first

And ask your questions later

Shoot first, you've gotta shoot first

Shoot first

You gotta get them before they get you



"Land of Song," said the warrior bard,

"Tho' all the world betrays thee,

One sword at least thy rights shall guard,

One faithful harp shall praise thee!"