Man made the gun a sado-sexual machine

It's slaughter brings you to your knees

Man made the gun

Who is the person that is holding on?

What's in his mind, where is he looking from?

Isn't he the one we should be gazing on, contemplating on?

'cos man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made the gun

While there is evil in this world

We try to save our boys and girls

Man made the bomb

That doesn't mean that we should turn them on

Or ever yearn him on

'cos man made the gun

Man shapes the son

Man made it, man made it