gun day

A song about an urban maniac who finally snaps.

1989 CHRIS BUTLER/ 1989 FUTURE FOSSIL MUSIC (BMI)



well, i'm so mad this morning, all i can do is spit

no more cheek turning, the end, that's it

i got bugs in my coffee... the sky is crying

the tv's looking at me and the radio's lying

i go pop... i become a weapon

stick a sign on the door that says... "gone stalking"

kindness is weakness... kindness is weakness

this is one of those days that's "one of those days"

the horror boils over and i'm chokin'

this city's a noose, packed with bad actors

soft as a sales pitch...mtough as a tractor

all the faces... too many faces, dirt and noise and...

look out, you motherfuckers... this boy's poison

kindness is weakness... kindness is weakness

'cause there's nothing wrong with you

that a spanking won't fix

and if a whack won't do it... we'll proceed to kicks

and if stomping don't make it, take it further still

'cause if the boot won't do it, maybe a bullet will...

"ONE DAY..." "SOME DAY..." "SOME DAY..." "TODAY..." "IT'S..."

GUN DAY... GUN DAY, yessirreee

GUN DAY... don't even look at me

GUN DAY... would ya like a lead kiss?

has it come to this? oh yeah, it's come to this!

GUN DAY... GUN DAY

i see rows of white crosses, crossed off, cross hairs

so long, syonara, goodbye... who cares?

cannons in my pockets, warming up the triggers

a tiny little man feeling ten times bigger

now, don't blame the weather... ain't the phase of the moon

sunspots, hormones, help me... don't touch me

shifting out of red into cold blue burn

when will you ever learn? when will you ever learn? (that)

kindness is weakness... kindness is weakness

'cause there's nothing wrong with you

that a spanking won't fix

and if a whack won't do it... we'll proceed to kicks

and if stomping don't make it, take it further still

'cause if the boot won't do it, maybe a bullet will...

"ONE DAY..." "SOME DAY..." "SOME DAY..." "TODAY..." "IT'S..."

GUN DAY... GUN DAY, it's not pretty

GUN DAY... god, i hate this city

GUN DAY... man, this is fun!

GUN DAY... how fast can you run?

I HAVE TO DO THIS THING, I HAVE TO DO THIS THING

boom! boom!

black ones, white ones, hebrews, catholics

a semi-automatic's very democratic

if i was the fella with his finger on the button

i'd push it in a second... no hesitation

'cause this planet's a toilet, plugged and stinking

the whole damn human race, needs flushing

and i'm the man to do it, says a voice in my head

you can't kill me cause i'm already dead

kindness is weakness...kindness is weakness

'cause there's nothing wrong with you

that a spanking won't fix

and if a ... STILL TALKING? NO MORE TALKING

GUN DAY... c'mon hold still

GUN DAY... didja write yer will?

GUN DAY... here's one for you

release this pressure with a boom boom boom boom

... and i become a man-thing

... and i become a man-thing

... and i become a man-thing

... and... i... just... ex... plode.