Everybody doing it   Doing it real good   Everybody knowing it   Like they know they should      Shiny sabers rattling   Long into the night   And everybody saying it   Saying what they like      There are words, there to inspire you   There are words, there to be heard   Maybe none of them will fire you   But none the less, they will make you listen by force      Everybody shouting it   From every place on high   Everybody loving it   Loving what they find      There's blood upon each handshake   Lies upon each word   And everybody killing it   Killing off what's good      There are holes in the divisions   Between the haves and who have nots   There's a bomb for every city   Now they don't know where to stop      And they say there's no provisions   There's not enough to go round   But when it comes to the gun   There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah      When it comes to the gun   There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah      Everybody wanting it   Wanting it to stop   The chaos and destruction   The bloodshed on the rocks      The pain and deprivation   The losses and the grief   The tired, worn out promises   Of the politicians' brief      There are holes in the divisions   Between the haves and who have nots   There's a bomb for every city   Now they don't know how to stop      And they say there's no provisions   There's not enough to go round   But when it comes to the gun   There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah      When it comes to the gun   There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah   When it comes to the gun   There's a bullet for everyone, yeah yeah