Shotgun Morning Songtext
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Shotgun Morning Songtext
I am the patriotic son-in-law who raped the daughter of the truth
And walked freely through this city with shotgun in hand
And it′s a shotgun morning
Lovely day for riding shotgun
On a shotgun morning Presidents and protest singers must beware
I am bloody tongue of evil who could never have a conscience
And the reason I existed is stupidity and hate
And it's a Hitler morning
Lovely day to poison a young brain
On a Hitler morning innocents and babyfaces must beware
This is not a pretty story
Pretty stories come and go
This is not a pretty story
I am a man who follows blindly to the ignorant arena
Where hypocrisy plays favorites and humanity is gone
And it′s a Ku Klux morning
Lovely day for being disgusting
On a Ku Klux morning white and yellow, black and green must all beware
I am the monolithic drug king who controls a little country
Where the people live in poverty and I can have no shame
And it's a normal morning
Lovely day for making the big bucks
On a shotgun morning
Lovely day for riding shotgun
On a shotgun morning innocents and babyfaces must beware
On a shotgun morning
On a shotgun morning
On a shotgun morning
This is not a pretty story
Pretty stories come and go
This is not a pretty story
And walked freely through this city with shotgun in hand
And it′s a shotgun morning
Lovely day for riding shotgun
On a shotgun morning Presidents and protest singers must beware
I am bloody tongue of evil who could never have a conscience
And the reason I existed is stupidity and hate
And it's a Hitler morning
Lovely day to poison a young brain
On a Hitler morning innocents and babyfaces must beware
This is not a pretty story
Pretty stories come and go
This is not a pretty story
I am a man who follows blindly to the ignorant arena
Where hypocrisy plays favorites and humanity is gone
And it′s a Ku Klux morning
Lovely day for being disgusting
On a Ku Klux morning white and yellow, black and green must all beware
I am the monolithic drug king who controls a little country
Where the people live in poverty and I can have no shame
And it's a normal morning
Lovely day for making the big bucks
On a shotgun morning
Lovely day for riding shotgun
On a shotgun morning innocents and babyfaces must beware
On a shotgun morning
On a shotgun morning
On a shotgun morning
This is not a pretty story
Pretty stories come and go
This is not a pretty story
Writer(s): John Peter Semko, Merl Dean Bryck, Bryan Anthony Potvin, Don Gerard Schmid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com