Cars are made to drive people around Race each other cross town Or for making out in when you're young Cans are made for soda and soup and lemonade Drinking beer out of a hot day Or for freebasing crack and cocain Paper is made to write stuff on And I love you or I'll be gone Newspapers, books are good for you Isolation when the roof falls off yeah Beds are made for sleeping the day away Or making kids in when you're on holiday To dream your dreams in while getting your beauty sleep Or hiding under if you're scared of monsters But guns are made to kill people To kill people To kill people And bombs are made to kill people To kill people To kill people If there is a God I know we let her down This can't be what she planned This can't be what she planned Someday they'll send their planes and drop all the bombs at once And turn this planet into a new born sun Take your guns and see if they work for you As isolation when the skies falls off, yeah