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stephen sondheim - gun song lyrics

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(czolgosz)
it takes a lot of men to make a gun,
hundreds,
many men to make a gun:

men in the mines
to dig the uron,
men in the mills
to forge the steel,
men at machines
to turn the barrel,
mold the trigger,
shape the wheel-
it takes a lot of men to make a gun…
one gun…

(booth)
and all you have to do
is move you little finger,
move your little finger and-
you can change the world.

why should you be blue
when you’ve you little finger?
prove how just a little finger
can change the world.

(czolgosz)
i hate this gun…

(guiteau)
what a wonder is a gun!
what a versatile invention!
first of all, when you’ve a gun-
everybody pays attention.

when you think what must be done,
think of all that it can do:
remove a scoundrel,
unite a party,
preserve the union,
promote the sales of my book,
insure my future,
my niche in history,
and then the world will see
that i am not a man to overlook!
ha-ha!

(guiteau, booth, czolgosz)
and all you have to do
is squeeze your little finger.
ease your little finger back-
you can change the world.

whatever else is true,
you trust your little finger.
just a single little finger
can change the world.

(moore)
i got this really great gun-
sh-t, where is it?
no, it’s really great-
wait-

sh-t, where is it?
anyway
it’s just a .38-
but-
it’s a gun.
you can make a statement-
wrong-
with a gun-
even if you fail.

it tells ’em who you are
where you stand.
this one was on sale.
it- no not the shoe-
well, actually the shoe was, too.

no, that’s not it-
sh-t, i had it here-
got it!

yeah! there it is! and-

(all)
all you have to do
is crook your little finger,
hook your little finger ’round-

(moore)
sh-t, i shot it…

(others)
– you can change the world.

(quartet)
simply follow through,
and look, you little finger
can
slow them down
to a crawl,
show them all,
big and small,
it took a little finger
no time
to change the world.

(czolgosz)
a gun kills many men before it’s done,
hundreds,
long before you shoot the gun:
men in the mines
and in the steel mills,
men at machines,
who died for what?

somthing to buy-
a watch, a shoe, a gun,
a thing to make the bosses richer,
but
a gun claims many men before it’s done…
just
one
more.



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