Raymie Wilson - NO Guns..... Lyrics

No guns, no knives
Check your weapons at the door
If you want to start a-fighting
That's what outside is for
Just take it out to the car park
Out there you can mess around
And we'll just laugh when the police come
And drag you all downtown
Now my name's John B Fellowes
Owned this place for 30 odd years
I pride myself in the service
You get when you're in here
Everybody's welcome
As long as they behave
They know not to start something
They ain't that dumb or brave
No guns, no knives
Check your weapons at the door
If you want to start a-fighting
That's what outside is for
Just take it out to the car park
Out there you can mess around
And we'll just laugh when the police come
And drag you all downtown
There's truckers on the left side
Cowboys on the right
Some bikers in the backroom
Playing poker out of sight
Hipsters standing at the bar
With their ladies dancing sweet
All getting drunk together
At the place they like to meet
But every once
In a while
You get some smart assed dude
Who just seems kinda outta place
The way he's dressed and looks
No matter what his M O is
He's came to the wrong place
He'll soon turn right on his heels
When my shotgun's in his face
No guns, no knives
Check your weapons at the door
If you want to start a-fighting
That's what outside is for
Just take it out to the car park
Out there you can mess around
And we'll just laugh when the police come
And drag you all downtown
Yeah we'll just laugh when the police come
No guns, no knives
Check your weapons
At the door