Everybody's Carrying A Gun - Wilko Johnson, Roger Daltrey

I like to fly but I stick close to the ground

If I get too high somebody always wants to shoot me down

There used to be a time when you could get your fun

Didn’t have to watch yourself with anyone

Seems like these days everybody’s carrying a gun

I had a girl, cute as she could be

I thought that girl would never love no-one but me

She looked like an angel, she was so young

I told myself that child could never hurt no-one

Seems like these days everybody’s carrying a gun

I might shake your hand and say how do you do

You got to understand if I don’t want to talk to you

Too many people out in the sun sun sun

Cut you if you stand, shoot you if you run

Seems like these days everybody’s carrying a gun