Man Made The Gun lyrics

Man made the gun a sado-sexual machine

It’s slaughter brings you to your knees

Man made the gun

Who is the per­son that is hold­ing on?

What’s in his mind, where is he look­ing from?

Isn’t he the one we should be gaz­ing on

Con­tem­plat­ing on?

‘Cos man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made the gun

While there is evil in this world

We try to save our boys and girls

Man made the bomb

That doesn’t mean that we should turn them on

Or ever yearn him on

‘Cos man made the gun

Man shapes the son

(Man)

Yeah...

(Man)

Man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made it, man made it