Johnny Get Your Gun (the supremes decide for martial law)

THE SUPREMES DECIDE FOR MARTIAL LAW

(Song:  Johnny Get Your Gun)

Johnny, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun

If you leave it home, you will be the only one!

You’ll be late for school, better run, better run

You don’t want to miss any kindergarten fun!

Teacher’s calling, no delays

She’ll teach you your N-R-A’s!.

When the Court decided we all get to shoot

Dad got out his Colt and his old Army suit;

Then he armed you too, and you look very cute

As you draw a bead on your baby brother, Lute.

Please don’t shoot him, not today

When he’s your age, we’ll– all— say,

Lutey, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun

If you leave it home, you will be the only one!

You’ll be late for school, better run, better run

You don’t want to miss any kindergarten fun.

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