The shootings won't happen anymore They closed all the ammo factories You're across the house when you hear the shots You can't restrain yourself, you start to laugh, your face alit with glee All the wide shoulders come to smash in the door And the kids down the street are taken away "Who is it that you're looking for? I wanna know who to watch out for Oh, that matches the family down the block, a family of four You want the family down the block, a family of four Tipper grin While you're perched inside the kitchen Your eyes are telescoping through the blinds Reticent and recoiled most of the time But in this one position, you find your body as designed All the wide shoulders come to smash in the door No more bullets so we're using the door