Mother, gimme my gun
Lover, gimme my gun
I’m just a boy
Who don’t need your love
A gun upon me
That’s all that I need

Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun

Plenty of folks want peace and change
And plenty of clothes to ease the pain
It makes no difference what you wear
cause they’re all doin’ it (Doin’ it!)
They got theirs so you get you two

Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun

O Heavenly Father control a lot of things (But not me!)
So Hеavenly Father won’t make thе world safe
O Heavenly Father bestowed it to me
So Heavenly Father have mercy on me
When I do it, when I do it, when I do it

Gimme my gun
Gimme my gun (Bang!)
Gimme my gun (Bang!)
Gimme my gun

Gimme my gun, gun, gun, gun
My bible and a whore
Spaceships and cars to save the stars
Babies in the floor