Let me count the ways to subside the desperate
Choose your poison there's burglary, there's shaking hands
Forfeit this game and either way, they'll find you in an early grave
Brainwashed and glued to your TV
This all seems wired to self destruct under you

Do you really wanna live the rat race
I think it's time for a change of pace
Let's build an arsenal of bombs, of bombs
Gotta cut some throat, gotta blow some fire
Gotta roll and conquer this

No where safe under the sun
This is the way of the gun, way of the gun
Bow your face to the rising sun
This is the way of the gun, way of the gun

And the songs they sing will leave you dead
They glorify your doom, that's not to say I can't relate
I take my chances just the same
And walk alone among the enemy

These scars bleed wine, the taste of pain frightens you
Gotta deal with steel when you play
Never know who you'll meet on the street
Beware of owner, live long, step off
Gotta keep the peace 'cause there no police
Gotta roll and conquer this

No where safe under the sun
This is the way of the gun, way of the gun
Bow your face to the rising sun
This is the way of the gun, way of the gun, let's go

Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples
There's no reward falling asleep running
Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples
You got a hole in your head the size of Oakland

We can dance, we can dance
Sew me up in fracture
We can dance, we can dance
Unto this land we raise the sword

Don't get sore it's business, the vision reigns
Armor piercing not withstanding
Flies straight through your head
And the songs they sing will leave you dead
Don't ever waste reprisal

Way of the gun, way of the gun
Bow your face to the rising sun
This is the way of the gun, way of the gun, let's go

Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples
Way of the gun, way of the gun
Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples
Way of the gun, way of the gun, gun

Writer : DERAKH, AMIR / JAWORSKI, JEFFREY / DIVINCENZO, JASON
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group