Lyrics

They called him a hero  
In the land of the free  
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy  
He disappointed me  
So I got my hand gun  
And I blew him away  
That critter was a bad guy  
And I had to make him pay  
  
You might fear for my reason  
I don't care what they say  
Look out baby it's the season  
For the mad masquerade  
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire  
Oh you need a bullet like a hole in the head  
Put out the fire, put out the fire, put out the fire  
Don't believe what your grand-daddy said  
  
She was my lover  
It was a shame that she died  
But the constitution's right on my side  
'Cause I caught my lover in the neighbour's bed  
I got retribution  
Filled 'em all full of lead  
  
I've been told it's the fashion  
To let me on the streets again  
It's nothing but a crime of passion  
And I'm not to blame  
Put out the fire, put out the fire, put out the fire  
You need a weapon like a hole in the head  
Put out the fire, put out the fire, baby put out the fire  
And let your sons and daughters sleep sound in their beds  
  
You know a gun never killed nobody  
You can ask anyone  
People get shot by people  
People with guns  
Put out the fire, put out the fire, put out the fire  
You need a gun like a hole in the head  
Put out the fire, put out the fire, put out the fire  
Just tell me that old fashioned gun law is dead  
  
Shoot, shoot...

Song details

Artist: Queen