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a k forty - seven

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a k forty - seven

i have a gun to sell
who will buy my fun
my toy is up for sale
who will buy my gun

the name alone can kill
a pain to every home
a touch is just a pill
for those who love to roam

africa is just the game
for those who love to poach
asia is not the same
and middle eastern grudge

my ploy is not my fault
a game to suck your dirty oil
your gold, diamond and sugar and salt
a k forty- seven will bring the spoil

a k forty- seven the name we dread
a touch alone has ravaged our towns
the drums of war are wont to spread
for euros and dollars and bloodied pounds

enough is enough my uncle sam
blood and water are not the same
put some bread on every palm
stop the carnage, the robbery and shame!
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