mamas pack their lunches, kiddies pack their guns

Wishing it will go away, but nothing's getting done

A shot heard 'round the world, when a mother's baby dies

We the people point our fingers, blame and wonder why



Face it and fight, or turn high tail and run

'Tl it comes back again just like the rising sun

Say they do all they can, it's just another lie

the answer's plain to see, nobody wants to try



There's no recess and no rules in the school of life

If you listen closely, you'll see what it's like

Have cool, will travel



Tell myself it ain't true, they just cannot see

Grown up or sewn up, the medicines worse than the disease

Have cool, will travel

Here we go