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letra de the gun and the bible - negativland

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wilderness (wilderness)
wilderness (wilderness, wilderness)
wilderness (wilderness, wilderness)
wilderness (wilderness, wilderness)

wilderness (wilderness, wilderness)
wilderness (wilderness, wilderness, wilderness, wilderness)
wilderness (wilderness, wildеrness, wilderness)
wildеrness
wilderness
wilderness
wilderness
wilderness
wilderness—wilderness

he said—wilderness
wilderness
wilderness
wilderness
he said

the wilderness
out of the wilderness
out of the wilderness
out of the wilderness
out- out- out of the wilderness
carved he said—this nation
carved this nation
carved this nation
carved this nation
carved this nation
carved this nation out
carved this nation out
carved this nation out
carved this nation out, -nation out

bible, he said
the bible -the bible
carved, he said
and the bible
this bible carved this out

machine, he said
the machine and the bible
sub- sub- submachine
submachine gun
the bible and the submachine gun
carved this nation

brass knuckles
the submachine gun
and the bible
knives, brass knuckles—and the submachine gun
bayonets, knives, brass knuckles—and the submachine gun
pistols, bayonets, knives, brass knuckles—and the sub machine gun
axe handles, pistols, bayonets, knives, brass knuckles—and the submachine gun
shotguns, axe handles, pistols, bayonets, knives, brass knuckles—and the submachine gun
carbines, shotguns, axe handles, pistols, bayonets, knives, brass knuckles—and the submachine gun
america, he said
america on a gun
built -was built -was built -was built -was built

on a gun, america was built
the gun was built -built -built on a gun -gun -gun

“it’s good to see all of you there toting guns,” he said
“america was built on a gun
the gun and the bible carved this nation out of the wilderness
mayor dukes, if you want our guns, come out and get them.”

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thelma and wilgus sat on a slag heap drinking and shooting the pistol at the little pools of fire winking at them in the darkness
blam blam blam

your bullet can’t see red
you are the eyes, the mind, and the will of every bullet you fire
reason enough to take great care
and reason enough to remember again, that liquor always comes later—after the guns are cleaned and racked
that’s the time to relax with a drink—the only time!

“heh, this is the wildside life, ain’t it wilgus?”
wilgus just grinned, and opened in another beer
-sigh-
let’s go over to the car listener radio while he’s in

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