Rat Patrol - More Guns Lyrics

We're the State of Florida, we sentence you to death
We put the gun into your hands, but not the Chrystal Meth that made you shoot the innocent
The boys and girls alike
This dreadful, shocking massacre, apocalyptic strike

What do we need?
MORE GUNS!
Want to produce
MORE GUNS!
And to what use?
MORE FUN!

The NRA have had their way: some 17 more killed
Their orgasms just felt so good, with all their dreams fulfilled
The Donald made a sacred vow to arm our teaching staff
Thinks he's the Boss, while he's our Clown
We're trying not to laugh

What do we need?
MORE GUNS!
To feed our greed?
MORE GUNS!
Want to produce
MORE GUNS!
And to what use?
MORE FUN!