They called him a hero,
In the land of the free,
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy,
He disappointed me.

So I got my hand gun,
And I blew him away,
That critter was a bad guy,
And I had to make him pay.

You might fear for my reason,
I don't care what they say,
Look out baby it's the season,
For the mad masquerade.

Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Oh you need a bullet like a hole in the head.

Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Don't believe what your grand-daddy said.

She was my lover,
It was a shame that she died,
But the constitution's right on my side.

'Cause I caught my lover in the neighbours bed,
I got retribution,
Filled 'em all full of lead.

I've been told it's the fashion,
To let me on the streets again,
It's nothing but a crime of passion,
And I'm not to blame.

Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
You need a weapon like a hole in the head.

Put out the fire,
Put out the fire baby,
Put out the fire,
And let your sons and daughters sleep sound in their beds.

You know a gun never killed nobody,
You can ask anyone,
People get shot by people,
People with guns.

Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
You need a gun like a hole in the head.

Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Put out the fire,
Just tell me that old fashioned gun law is dead.

Shoot shoot...

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