Class of 1988,
Never thought you'd graduate,
Playin' with your guns all day,

If only they could see you now,
And how you've learned to shoot so well,
They wouldn't act that way,

(chorus)
Wayne, you know it's true,
There's nothing you can do,
so put them guns away,

All of your friends are through
They've given up what they tried to do
See now how happy they are

Each with a new lease on life,
A brand new car and a milage wife,
Put up them guns and fall into life,

x(chorus)x

Who cares it's wrong or right,
So please give up the fight,
And put them guns away,

All of your friends are through,
There's nothing you can do,
So put them guns away...

doo doo doo doooo doo doo...

All your friends are through,
There's nothing you can do,
So put them guns a..,

(straight to chorus)

Who cares it's wrong or right,
So please give up the fight,
And put them guns away...