This one's for the shoeshine boy And the farmer in debt Each string is barbed wire Each chord is a threat This blues guy I met That never had a hit Said you don't gotta be loud, son To be heavy as shit Well I'm the triggerman, baby And tonight I'll prove That this machine here Well it kills fascists too And don't be surprised If the sermon on the mount Next time is delivered In a little coffee house Cause somebody here's Gotta let them know I doubt it's me But here I go I hit the button Tape started to roll The song's got fire But it's got no soul
There's a lonely stretch of blacktop Between here and home Drop down into the valley Piano playin' in the living room And when you see the white barn You'll know the journey's through My dog's barking in the backseat Cause he knows it too
You'll need a fake passport And fix your disguise And don't fire, sugar Til you see the whites of their eyes I turned the other cheek But now I'm through The skin you're in Makes choices for you I was checking off names And I came late to dinner
Seems the slices of pie Keep getting thinner and thinner Brothers and sisters Rejoice and repent The landlord's dead You can keep the rent You got twelve fine friends But one of 'em's rotten There's a hole out back Ain't got no bottom Forty days in the wilderness Forty sleepless nights I'm confused, half blind And sure I'm right
There's a lonely stretch of blacktop Between here and home Drop down into the valley Piano playin' in the living room And when you see the white barn You'll know the journey's through My dog's barking in the backseat Cause he knows it too
Officer please I won't be long Called the radio station Requested this song I had my doubts About what I knew So I turned it up Then it sounded true
Kiss the ring If the Queen will let you But come over the fence And the dogs will get you On a rope hung the traitor On a hook hung the meat You and me are missing persons Til we're counted in the streets So seize the time And storm the tower And come correct Maximum Firepower (continued)
With Maximum Firepower For the sins of the fathers The son he must pay
The Nightwatchman giveth And he taketh away Thought hard about this next line Pretty sure it's true If you take a step towards freedom It'll take two steps towards you So mister I ain't scared And mister I ain't worried Cause on that lonely stretch of blacktop I sit as judge and jury
There's a lonely stretch of blacktop Between here and home Drop down into the valley Piano playin' in the living room And when you see the white barn You know the journey's through My dog's barking in the backseat Cause he knows it too
The clock strikes the hour Tonight we ride You've got three more seconds To choose sides Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
