There\'s a man in the street with a gun
He wants to shoot everyone
Got a grudge, got it bad
He\'s past the point of mad
Doesn\'t care who he kills
His life a bitter pill
Fires into the crowd
People fall, others crawl, some don’t move at all
More guns are on the street
Turning him into meat
He no longer wants to kill anyone
No longer has a grudge
No longer feels bad
He’s now past the point of mad
There’s a man in the street with a gun.