Band: 311 Album: 311 Song: Guns (Are For Pussies) Here comes the thunder down under We're natural wonders Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger Sunrises people of all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade and realize it's funkay No matter this rude boy still got that swagger My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder Interracial, special, positive beings I am I be a cool awakining It's gettin' hectic the metrics the body electric Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses This is the city we've reached we've come to Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves All the lights are red all the poets dead A familiar nightmare appears in my head Times are a changin' myself I'm rearrangin' Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve all blazin' (chorus) Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a cat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies I'm not from philly but some say I'm blunt That's just the way I am and no I'm not going to front And yes I took a trip to find out about the ways of big City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whisky Sad classic music on the jukebox of doom Hollywood blvd. barely frolic room Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage Some just having fun opening steam valvage I was one becoming the other hellbent to discover Had to pull up the reigns or else smother Take it brother all the way and then you're scared Don't want to be unprepared You're getting paranoid And then guns are shared You guys think that you're hard But you're in fear of being harmed I fear no man and I am unarmed (chorus) --- http://www.lyricsdot.com/ - 95000+ lyrics from 10000+ bands online