Gun gun who sold the gun?
You had to take em all with you
I guess you might have meant to live

But after all the mess you realize
You're just another lonely kid


With a $#&@ed up little endgame
From some video arcade
And a semi-automatic

From the man down the street

There's a candy store in heaven

Selling out of every pleasure
And a higher hall of learning
Filled with kids forever yearning

And a rock show for all ages
Bands a playing "rock of ages"


Well I guess we made you famous
Cause we're just as $#&@ed up yeah
We got our name on every toe-tag

Of everything that is good

Yeah we got bombs by the busload

In every corner of the world
So many messes we can't clean up
Wars for every boy and girl


There's a candy store in heaven
Selling out of every pleasure

And a higher hall of learning
Filled with kids forever yearning
And a rock show for all ages

Bands a playing "rock of ages"

Bombs blowing over Baghdad

On the day that you were born
A marketplace of bodies
To share our cemetery songs


Three hundred thousand children
Marching off to wars

Funded by our government
For their dirty warlords


See you're just one in a long line
You're not so lonely after all
And I guess we made you famous

Cause we're just as $#&@ed up yeah