
Oh Lord
Being happy is a satisfaction
Being sick is the worst thing that can happen
Making a statement is being different
But if you’re different that would mean you’re not a part
Oooh
Working is living for a future
The future is something sweet and nice colored
And if you can find the way the soothsayers tell
You feel that everything is meant to be
Oh Lord, give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
‘Cause I know if I would get there
I’d forget what I was looking for
Reading the news is what every man has got to do
Making your own solutions would give no clue
‘Cause if every bee would make his own plans
There would be no drive to stick in the hive
Oh
What if we all did what I just said there
Sure there ain’t going to be one world
‘Cause if one tree would point out the other way
The wind will follow and so
They all become different in the same kind of way
Oh Lord, give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
‘Cause I know if I would get there
I’d forget what I was looking for
And I would always look for more
Oh
Is it all so hard
Oh
Oh Lord, give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
‘Cause I know if I would get there
I’d forget what I was looking for
Oh Lord, give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
‘Cause I know if I would get there
I’d forget what I was looking for
And I would always look for more
Oh Lord, give me a pistol
Give me a….