blew my smoke on a sunny day
when the first black powder came my way.
hot lead ball from a muzzle cold ---
to win fair lady and take your gold.
i know it hardly seems the time ---
(i am your gun)
to talk of blue steel so sublime.
i can understand your point of view.
to tell the truth i'd scare me too.
match, wheel and flintlock, they all caught your eye.
pearl-handled ladies' models, scaled down to size.
i am the peacemaker, so the theory goes.
but i don't choose the company i keep ---
and it shows.
i am your gun.
love me, i'm your gun.
maxim and browning, they helped me along.
stoner, kalashnikov --- thrilled to my song.
now one of me exists, for each one of you,
so how can you blame me for the things that i do?
now i take second place to the motor car
in the score of killing kept thus far.
and just remember, if you don't mind ---
it's not the gun that kills
but the man behind.
i am your gun.
9 Eylül 2009 Çarşamba
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