Well you praise him Then you thank him Til you reach the by-and-by And I've won hundreds at the track But I'm not betting on the afterlife
Then you kiss his lips He forgives you for it He forgives you for all you've done But not me I'm still angry
What have I done? Why am I always missing... The big guns?
First I'll build a sword Get some words to explain It's a plan, brother, at least And I'll pretend that everybody here wants peace Have mercy, have mercy, have mercy on me Cause we're tired and lonely and we're bloody
What have we done? Why are we still running From our own failing bodies? The big guns, the big guns...
Sing mercy, sing mercy, sing mercy on me Let's pretend that everybody here wants peace
What have we done? Why are we still chasing our own tails? The big guns, the big guns, the big gunsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.