feel another day go by
ask for everything, get a lie
here's another big idea
ask for nothing, get the truth

there's a lot of people dead and
everybody else's hands look red
I just can't shake this dream I had
where I'm holding the gun

steal another dollar bill
given opportunities, again you will
the butler did it, the tailor lied
but not I, they had me tied up tight

there's a lot of people dead and
everybody else's hands look red
I just can't shake this dream I had
where I'm holding the gun

I arrived at a meeting
I remember meeting you there
we arrived at very different conclusions
I remember you saying nothing
you would have said the same thing of me
we arrived at very different conclusions
so we sit and disagree with our TV
shelve our responsibility
swallow facts like they were food
smoke some dope and watch the news

we all hold the gun
at one time or another