Butter & Guns from GREAT AGAIN by Pancho Morris

when the butter bakes the guns
better steal yourself & run
don't make yourself a nun
for me

keep your castles made of sand
but don't cry long for your man
he's just out there on the land
like me

butter & guns
mortar rains on everyone
butter & guns
more to rain on everyone
more to sing than has been sung
more to die when you were young
and we're gonna prosper that way

when the butter bakes the guns
better steal yourself alone
don't wait on anyone
or me

keep your castles made of sand
but don't cry long for your land
it's just out there in the hands
unseen

butter & guns
mortar rains on everyone
butter & guns
more to rain on everyone
more to sing than has been sung
more to die when you were young
and we're gonna prosper that way

• Acoustic
• Comedy
• Folk
• Rock
• pop rock
• punk rock
• California