Album:	Demon Days (2005)
Length:	3:44
Alternate Versions:	Dirty Harry (Schtung Chinese New Year Remix), Dirty Harry(Chopper Remix), Dirty Harry(Jon Carter Remix)

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Lyrics

I need a gun to keep myself from harm The poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance They ain't got a chance I need a gun Cos all I do is dance Cos all I do is dance I need a gun to keep myself from harm The poor people are burning in the sun No, they ain't got a chance They ain't got a chance I need a gun Cos all I do is dance Cos all I do is dance In my backpack I got my act Right, in case you act quite difficult And your results weaken, with anger and discontent So much seeking it, searchin' like Nimoyme, moi I'm a peace-loving decoy Ready for retaliation I change the whole occasion To a pine box, 6 under Impulsive, don't ask why or wonder Orders given to me: strike I'm like thunder With lightning-fast reflexes On constant alert From the constant hurt That seems limitless, with no drop in pressure Seems like everybody's out to test ya Till they see you break You can't conceal the hate that consumes you I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu Chill with your old lady at the tilt I gotta a ninety days digit And I'm filled with guilt From thing that I've seen Your water's from a bottle Mine's from a canteen At night I hear the shots scream so I'm a light sleeper The cost of life seems to get cheaper Out in the desert with my street sweeper The war is over! So said the speaker With the flight suit on Maybe to him I'm just a pawn So he can advance Remember how they used dance Man, all I wanna do is dance (Dance!) (Dance!) (Dance!) I need a gun to keep myself from harm.