Dirty Harry(Single Edit) I need a gun to keep myself from harm The poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance I need a gun 'cause all I do is dance 'Cause all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm The poor people are burning in the sun No, they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance I need a gun 'cause all I do is dance 'Cause all I do is dance
In my backpack, I got my act right In case you act quite difficult And your is so weaken with anger and discontent Some are seeking and searching like me, moi I'm a peace-loving decoy ready for retaliation I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under Impulsive, don't ask wild wonder Orders given to me is 'Strike' and I'm thunder With lightning fast reflexes on constant alert From the constant hurt that seems limitless With no drop in pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya 'Til they see you break They can't conceal the hate that consumes you I'm the reason why you Philip your Sousa Chill with your old lady at the tilt I got a 90 days visit and I'm filled with guilt From things that I've seen Your water's from a bottle, mine's from a canteen At night I hear the shots ring, so I'm a light sleeper The cost of life, it seems to get cheaper Out in the desert with my street sweeper The war is over, so said the speaker With the flight suit on Maybe to him I'm just a pawn So he can advance Remember when we used to dance? Man, all I wanna do is dance
Dance, dance, dance I need a gun to keep myself from harm