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….