Lay down your weapons
New gods, no heaven
Old words, wrong questions
Real war, dream captains
Two men dead, call it the duck-walk murders
Eleven people shot down in Pittsburgh
One more celebrity behind the trigger
Kalamazoo put out the Uber killer
Jack the Ripper in a Silverado
White Chapel, blue state, Chicago
Bill Calley, Van Dyke, McDonald
Two-hundred ribbons and a family photo
Bring down the old heavens
New world, no question
Dream girl, dead boyfriend
My war, your weapons
Jason Dalton went to see the devil
He saw the black hand on his cell phone
Kevlar, go and blame the gun store
A 9mm he left the wife and kids home
And became a lifetime member
No record, first-time offender
They wanted blood, but he surrendered
He was a family man and honest father
Matt Mellen heard the famous phone call
From a kid, “Bring home some take out”
“Leave me here, please, this one’s my house”
Fried chicken and a new Ford Taurus
And I’d like to see some family photos
Of a man walking on a tightrope
Like a black horse through the gunsmoke
And I’d like to see some family photos
Get married, take a family photo