Gun Lover (Acumen Nation)

I don't care! I don't care about the state of the nation About the state of your mind About the states and capitalism Rhythm schism Cares about the fate of your race Who cares about the waste of your time In fact it's just another pin prick I don't care about the sick in the streets About the sick in your mind About the excuses for sickness In this furnace Burn about the city streets and Burn about their sleepy beds Teach them the ways of crazy poets Turn around and buy yourself a gun Yes I said by yourself alone Let no one breathe And no one see the hate you love to show me I don't care about the violence at home I've got every reason to live alone Yes, but sometimes I love me mother... What she got not a lot! Hero walks the beaten path His beaten an avalanche Of guilty witness every day I don't care about the white man's problem Progressive in his mind is fodder It's time to teach the boys a lesson Rip 'em! Sick 'em! Death to all of those who oppose Death to all in 70's clothes Death to those who've fallen and they can't get off! Turn around and buy yourself a gun Yes I said by yourself alone Let no one breathe And no one see the hate you love to show me Turn around and buy yourself a gun Yes I said by yourself alone Let no one breathe And no one see the hate you love to show me