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311 - Guns (Are For Pussies)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chad Sexton
Chad Sexton
Drums
Nicholas Hexum
Nicholas Hexum
Guitar
Aaron Wills
Aaron Wills
Bass
S.A. Martinez
S.A. Martinez
Vocals
Tim Mahoney
Tim Mahoney
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Sexton
Chad Sexton
Songwriter
Nicholas Hexum
Nicholas Hexum
Songwriter
S.A. Martinez
S.A. Martinez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
311
311
Producer
Ron Saint Germain
Ron Saint Germain
Mixing Engineer
John Ewing, Jr.
John Ewing, Jr.
Assistant Engineer
Joe Gaswirt
Joe Gaswirt
Mastering Engineer
Scotch Ralston
Scotch Ralston
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Here comes the thunder down under We're natural wonders Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger Surprises people of all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade and realize it's all funky No matter this rude boy still got that swagger My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder Interracial, special, positive beings I am i be a cool awakening It's gettin hectic the metrics the body electric Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses This is the city we've reached we've come to Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves All the lights are red all the poets dead A familiar nightmare appears in my head Times are changin' myself i'm rearrangin' Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve blazin' Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies I'm not from philly but some say i'm blunt That's just the way i am and i'm not going to front And yes i took a trip to find out about the ways of big City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whiskey Sad classic music on the jukebox of doom Hollywood blvd. barfly frolic room Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage Some just having fun opening steam valvage I was one becoming the other hell bent to discover Had to pull up the reigns or else smother Take it brother all the way and then you're scared Don't want to be unprepared You're getting paranoid And then guns are shared You guys think that you're hard But you're in fear of being harmed I fear no man and i'm unarmed Born to act out, born to act out Paranoid with a gat Born to act out, born to act out Think you know where it's at Born to act out, born to act out But you're lookin' like a sissie Born to act out, born to act out Guns are for pussies
Writer(s): Douglas Vincent Martinez, Nicholas Hexum, Chad Ronald Sexton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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