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You can’t push a bullet back into a gun You say that you’re sorry, but the damage is done You may as well try to blow out the sun You can’t push a bullet back into a gun Little Jenny skippin’ rope in front of school Starts to cry when a gang drives by shootin’ at some fool But they miss their mark, escape through the park While Jenny’s on the ground watchin’ the world get dark You can’t push a bullet back into a gun You say that you’re sorry, but the damage is done You may as well try to blow out the sun You can’t push a bullet back into a gun A truck cuts crazy Bobby off out on highway four Reaches into his pocket gotta’ even the score Meanwhile, at the mall back against the wall Some guy with a grudge says i’m gonna’ show ‘em all Make ‘em fall watch ‘em crawl [Chorus - twice in doubletime ] Is it the stranger we should fear the most? Or family and friends the ones who are close It’s brother kills brother makin’ the news A murdering wife tired of being abused It’s a frustrated lover who just can’t go on It’s a careless grandfather cleaning his gun It’s a molested daughter who couldn’t escape It’s a six year old son who finds dads ‘38 [Instrumental] It’s a tale of envy or a tale of lust It’s the monster hiding in every one of us Now everyday we all have to pray That some little country won’t blow the whole world away You can’t push a bullet back into a gun You say that you’re sorry, but the damage is done You may as well try to blow out the sun You can’t push a bullet back into a gun |
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Special thanks to Terry Mace who helped with the vocals and Alan O'Day who helped me mix
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