kumbaworld
Put out the fire
Queen
They called him a hero
In the land of the free
But he wouldnīt shake my hand boy
He disappointed me
So I got my hand gun
And I blew him away
That critter was a bad guy
And I had to make him pay

You might fear for my reason
I donīt care what they say
Look out baby itīs the season
For the mad masquerade
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire
Oh you need a bullet like a hole in the head
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire
Donīt believe what your grand-daddy said

She was my lover
It was a shame that she died
But the constitutionīs right on my side
Because I caught my lover in the neighbours bed
I got retribution
Filled īem all full of lead

Iīve been told itīs the fashion
To let me on the streets again
Itīs nothing but a crime of passion
And Iīm not to blame
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire
You need a weapon like a hole in the head
Put out the fire put out the fire baby put out the fire
And let your sons and daughters sleep sound in their beds

You know a gun never killed nobody
You can ask anyone
People get shot by people
People with guns
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire
You need a gun like a hole in the head
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire
Just tell me that old fashioned gun law is dead

Shoot shoot..