You Better Have a Gun - Acoustic

Have a gun

Have a gun

Well, there's a little boy soldier

He's growing much older

Carrying his pistol, point it in the rain

He's got a heart of pain

It's a hard-ass game

There's a little boy soldier

Cookie-cut boulders

Filling in the backdrop, killing for a laptop, hey

Everybody got paid

We're in the hall of shame

And they told him, they say

You better have a gun

Living in the land of God

Red, white, and blue streaks pouring out from the sun

You better have a gun

You better have a gun

Living in the land of God

Red, white, and blue streaks pouring out from the sun

You better have a gun, ooh, yeah

Little red rider

Stayed up inside of

A cardboard kingdom, counting his blessing and tears

All of your sins

Are maybe all of your fears (know that's right)

A young teenager

Chilling with a razor

Living in the badlands, running from the madman now

It was hard to get in

But now it's hard to get out

I tell you, I say

You better have a gun

Living in the land of God

Red, white, and blue streaks pouring out from the sun

Oh, you better have a gun

You better have a gun

Living in the land of God

See the red, white, and blue streaks pouring out from the sun

You better have a gun

Voter crack smoker

Kill 'em with a choker

Jogging in Georgia, kids playing music too loud (kids play music)

Boom, bang, kill, pow (too loud, don't know how)

Like we don't know how, ooh, yeah

I said you better have a gun (you better have a gun)

Living in the land of God (living in the land of God)

Red, white, and blue streaks pouring out from the sun (oh-oh-oh)

Oh, you better have a gun

You better have a gun (you better have a gun)

Living in the land of God (living in the land of God)

Red, white, and blue streaks pouring out from the sun

You better have a gun