Besedila: Echobelly. Give Her a Gun.

Let the fear dislocate
Lest we frown upon the female aggressor
Makes no sense, goes against the gender
Let her anger curse the years of oppression
Blame the mother, sell the sister before she blows you away

Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?

In a lifetime full of changes
A woman's group is still a second-class convention
Look around who has the power
Am I a big mouth with a fix of paranoia?
On your side, on your side, not here for the ride

Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?
Oh, oh, a gun

Half the population, one percent of wealth
Half the population, one percent of wealth
Blame the mother, sell the sister
Blame the mother, sell the sister
Oh, before I blow you away

Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone?