Trouble....Shoot!
Charlotte Reeves Bowman

Oh No!
Here comes trouble.
Get a gun boy,
let's go have us some home grown fun....
like pissing in the wind and walking away dry.

Shoot it,
loot it,
ain't that the American way?
Rob them and then make them the villains.
Feed it to the herd....
all these false legends
of scalps, bones, nuclear weapons.
These lies grown straight out of your ignorant patRIOTic soul.

Oh yes,
shoot um up boy,
hurry now...
before their ghost train comes this way.
You don't want a ticket to ride with those kind.
Right there lies all your trouble boy......
Now SHOOT!