Your gun is like your girlfriend Your gun is like your wife If you treat it like you love it It might someday save your life It’s not a matter of pride It’s not up to you, you see It’s not a matter of choice It’s just necessity
Now I like to see justice be done And to see what’s right triumph in this world But it was always from a distance I never thought the job would be placed in my hands The responsibility’s so great when they give you that gun That’s why you gotta treat it like your very best girl Whether you like it or not you got this chance And you gotta give it the best that you can
When the gun is to your head When you’re fighting this war Ain’t nobody gonna ask you Who you voted for You can’t sit down and talk When the gun’s to your head It’s gotta be guns over brains Or else you’ll be dead
Some people don’t believe in trust To them it can be bought or sold But I’m backed by those who love me Like a dollar’s backed by gold But there’s sometimes in the world When you think you’re the only one There’s sometimes on the battlefield When all you can trust is your gun
©2024 The Hesh Inc.
One of the songs I wrote during basic training, based on an expression I heard from my drill sergeants when instructing us on the use of our rifles. Our weapons never left our sides—we carried them everywhere, even slept with them (I kept mine under my head, beneath what passed for my pillow).
Once I was out of the IDF and living in NJ, this became one of the dozen or so songs that made up the setlist of my band "Freedom Is Priceless." It had a martial beat lifted from the countless military ceremonies I attended during my time in service, and over that, we played a chord progression reminiscent of Traffic's "The Low Spark of High-Heeled Boys." I didn't quite sing the lyrics as much as declaim them. Whenever we performed it, people in the audience tried to discern some deeper meaning to it all, because, after all, any song having to do with "the Middle Eastern situation" must be political (right?). But I wasn't making any political statement with this song—I was just stating the facts as I experienced them.
The song dropped off my setlist once the band folded, but with a key change, new lyrics, and new chords for the verse, it evolved into "The September Cloud" and was included on REALITY SHOCK's album, There's A Voice.