Lyrics Out Of Control - Bonaparte
Out
of
control,
out
of
control
Out
of
control,
out
of
control
Out
of
control
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
no
gun
control
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
out
of
control
Out
of
control,
out
of
control
Out
of
control,
out
of
control
Out
of
control
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
no
gun
control
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
out
of
control
The
first
cut
is
the
deepest,
and
now
it's
urgent
I
can
buy
me
food,
but
no
laundry
detergent
Unemployment
money
won't
keep
me
stable
Got
to
be
ambitious,
cutting
copper
cables
Out
of
control,
out
of
control
Out
of
control,
out
of
control
Out
of
control
Power
greedy
minds,
and
batshit
cuts
If
companies
were
people,
they'd
be
clinically
nuts
I
circle
in
my
backyard,
crystal
clean
Lord
why
don't
you
buy
me,
pseudoephedrine
To
be
young
living
in
America
Life
decisions
based
on
guns
or
a
guitar
Gotta
find
your
own
version
of
who
you
are
Over
the
counter,
or
on
the
radar
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
no
gun
control
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
out
of
control
Out
of
control
Out
of
control
Out
of
control
Out
of
control
Browning
sporting
rifles
on
my
front
lawn
Jerks
on
joysticks,
dusk
'til
dawn
Touch
the
tip
of
the
pistol,
get
aroused
The
tea
party
is
playing
at
my
house,
at
my
house
To
be
young
living
in
America
Life
decisions
based
on
guns
or
a
guitar
Gotta
find
your
own
version
of
who
you
are
Over
the
counter,
or
on
the
radar
'Trol
'Trol
'Trol
'Trol
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
South
of
the
border,
North
of
compassion
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
no
gun
control
No
food,
no
guns,
no
guns,
no
food
No
food,
out
of
control
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