Unkawoodabum

Unkawoodabum I never wan’d shoot my gun
Throw it on the floor
stamp it in the dirt
I remove grenades neath my skirt
your explosion I disarm
soak it with my charm
dispersing hate and fear
For whenever you are near
You and me hold on dear
To nirvana ethersphere
Unkawooda unkawooda unkawoodabum