Man Made the Gun

Man made the gun a sado-sexual machine

It's slaughter brings you to your knees

Man made the gun, who is the person that is holding on?

What's in his mind, where is he looking from?

Isn't he the one we should be gazing on

Contemplating on?

'Cause man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made the gun, while there is evil in this world

We try to save our boys and girls

Man made the bomb, that doesn't mean that we should turn them on

Or ever yearn him on

'Cause man made the gun

Man shapes your son

Man, man

Man made it, man made it

Man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Yea man made it, yea man made it

He made it, yea, hey, hey

Yea man made it, yea man made it

Eh, hey, hey, hey, hey

Yea man made it, yea man made it

Yes he made it

Yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea, yea