I've got to get myself out of this mess
I've got to get myself a car that drives
I've got to burn that dress
I'd like see the smirk exploding from his face
Oh well, he shouldn't have took my shopping cart
Shouldn't have cut my place
He don't get hard unless he takes gun to bed
And little Jimmy gets a B in maths
Washington gets dinner dates and fancy IPAs
And Newtown still gets robocalls from the NRA
Well, they can call (they can call)
But you can't pick up the phone no more
Well, they can call (they can call)
But you can't pick up the phone no more
I've got an itchy trigger finger
And yeah, he was pushing 4 foot 2
I got no problem with nobody
He had no business in my drive
Well, he was Bravo Lima, say no more
Well, they can call (they can call)
But you can't pick up the phone no more
Well, they can call (they can call)
But you can't pick up the phone no more
A little more than pressed
I know they'll notice soon
Castle Doctrine, stand your ground
Sea World, Sun Tan, Fentanyl
A holiday, a holiday, a holiday in the sun
And an open carry, don't say state
A hi-ho silver, hit the mall
Mom and Pops, no cheques at all
And a gun show, golf course, shopping cart
Three days waiting, 30 rounds
And a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
And a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Well, they can call (they can call)
But you can't pick up the phone no more
Well, they can call (they can call)
But you can't pick up the phone no more