A story unfolds with pieces of gold
And I don't feel I should be this old
The coliseums and fine museums
Perfect places that we know
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
It weighs a ton, my shoulder hung
I'm Chekhov's gun on the wall
Read me the fine print, I'll put on your lipstick
Something's we pretend to be
I won't follow the law but there's problems I can't solve
Government ain't for me
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
It weighs a ton, my shoulder hung
I'm Chekhov's gun on the wall
Billions of dollars funding all our wars
Is there more than corporate greed
Are you ashamed? Is there someone to blame? I don't know what I believe
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
It weighs a ton, my shoulder hung
I'm Chekhov's gun on the wall
