Lyrics:

They Called Him A Hero
in The Land Of The Free
but He Wouldn't Shake My Hand Boy
he Disappointed Me

so I Got My Handgun
and I Blew Him Away
that Critter Was A Bad Guy
i Had To Make Him Pay

you Might Fear For My Reason
i Don't Care What They Say
look Out Baby It's The Season
for The Mad Masquerade

put Out The Fire
you Need A Bullet Like A Hole In The Head
put Out The Fire
don't Believe What Your Grandaddy Said

she Was My Lover
it Was A Shame That She Died
but The Constitution's Right On My Side

cos I Caught My Lover In My Neighbour's Bed
i Got Retribution, Filled 'em Full Of Lead

i've Been Told It's The Fashion
to Let Me On The Streets Again
it's Nothing But A Crime Of Passion
and I'm Not To Blame

put Out The Fire
you Need A Weapon Like A Hole In The Head
put Out The Fire
and Let Your Sons And Your Daughters
sleep Sound In Their Beds

you Know A Gun Never Killed Nobody
you Can Ask Anyone
people Get Shot By People
people With Guns

put Out The Fire
you Need A Gun Like A Hole In The Head
put Out The Fire
just Tell Me That Old Fashioned Gun Law
is Dead
queen Put Out The Fire