You put the finger….
On the trigger….
Don’t you figure….
Pulling the trigger….
Called for the grave digger….
It’s not a gun….
That makes life undone….
A pistol….
Does not control….
The aiming angle….
A rifle….
Does not spiral….
Out of control….
Only a human….
Can be inhumane….
A gun is not crazy….
Nor sane….
When only facts remain….
With the angels refrain….
Don’t blame it on the thumb….
Not the vertebrate….
On whether we’re predators….
Or pray….
It is our ability….
To recognize….
Our consciouses….
That makes murder….
Immoral….
Immoral for all….
Beings….
Be it the jawbone of an ass….
Or showers of Zyklon B gas….
Bullet, hatchet or guillotine….
Lethal injection to noose….
It takes a human on the loose…
It takes a human….
To make it obscene….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
The being brings meaning….
by Daniel Brouse as part of the Twenty-twelve Music Experiment
ABOUT THE SONG
The song is about morals and ethics. Only humans have morals and ethics. By definition, a gun can not be evil.
INSTRUMENTATION
Humans, using tools as instruments, turned thoughts into music:
e-machine Laptop, DubStep Studio, Tanseon Voice Synthesizer, Samson Mixboard, Micro-Korg, Casio wk3500 Keyboard, Sennheiser Microphone, DigiTech RP3 (for vocal effects) and a Tascam DR-03 Digital Recorder.
Based on the B chord.