Gun - Todd Rundgren

I like the noise and I like the smell

And where the lead ends up, what the hell

I’ve got a gun

So you be the robber and I’ll be the cop

Cowboy saloons where someone gets dropped

GI Joe goin' over the top

I don’t much care as long as

I pop pop pop my gun

You better run

'Cause I’m young, dumb and I’ve got a gun

Public idiot number one

'Cause I’m young, dumb and I’ve got a gun

The constitution says that I’m so blessed

That I can clean my piece on the Supreme Court steps

My pretty gun

There’s many like it, yeah but this one’s mine

A good replacement for a lack of spine

When tribulation makes me need to unwind

And pierce the air like I’m in Palestine

Here’s my gun

You better run

'Cause I’m young, dumb and I’ve got a gun

Public idiot number one

'Cause I’m young, dumb and I’ve got a gun

This is my rifle, this is my gun

This is for fighting and this is for fun

I hate to gush but I’m your biggest fan

I really love the way you fit my hand

You’re with me always like a wedding band

More than a friend to me, my true identity

You’re smooth and hard and that’s the way you stay

Bright and polished like a Chardonnay

Fully loaded as a New Year’s Day

With a round in the chamber

A round in the chamber

You better run

'Cause I’m young, dumb and I’ve got a gun

Public idiot number one

'Cause I’m young, dumb and I’ve got a gun

I’ve got a gun

I’ve got a gun

This is my rifle, this is my gun

This is for fighting and this is for fun