He 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 handgun and I blew him away But Jim was a bad guy, I had to make him pay It might be 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, he lit 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 granddaddy said She was my lover, it's a shame that she died But the Constitution was right on my side Cause I caught my lover in my neighbor's bed I got retribution, I filled him up with lead I've been told that it's my passion To get me on the streets again There's nothing like a drive 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 Put out the fire You got your son and your daughter Sleep sounding there, baby guitar solo You know a god never killed nobody You can ask anyone People get shot by people People with guns Oh yeah 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 You tell me that old fashioned gun alone Is dead Hey! Take aim and fire Ha! Yeah! Shoot! Shoot! Ha! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!