The Proverbial Gun chords by Derek Webb

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Verse 1
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Now I can buy the proverbial gun
And shoot the proverbial child
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When my uncle looks me in  the eye
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And speaks of freedom
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My conscience goes up on trial
In the courtrooms of the mind
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Where the judges all have sons
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And all the lawyers all were dead
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And the backs are all broke
And the bailiff is my brother
And the witness is my sister
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And I'm guilty as  hell
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And by the afternoon I'm out
On the pavement walking
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Reeking of salt and blood
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No hair upon my head
No shoes upon my feet
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Picking your body from my teeth
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No stars above me
No stripes upon me