No Man's Land
Hanging heads
Like setting suns
For some won't rise again
Full moon appears
Brave men run
The silence could wake the dead
In your darkest fears
In your darkest times
Never lay down your guns
They'll be bad blood
They'll be lines drawn in the sand
Hang 'em at high noon
And let God sort out the rest
Even angels
Are just taking what they can
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Desperate men
In desperate times
Born with a noose around your neck
Oh you're just raising hell
You raise your iron
Widow maker six feet in the sand
Oh, in your darkest fears
In your darkest times
Never lay down your guns
They'll be bad blood
They'll be lines drawn in the sand
Hang 'em at high noon
And let God sort out the rest
Even angels
Are just taking what they can
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
They'll be bad blood
They'll be lines drawn in the sand
Hang 'em at high noon
And let god sort out the rest
Even angels
Are just taking what they can
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Like setting suns
For some won't rise again
Full moon appears
Brave men run
The silence could wake the dead
In your darkest fears
In your darkest times
Never lay down your guns
They'll be bad blood
They'll be lines drawn in the sand
Hang 'em at high noon
And let God sort out the rest
Even angels
Are just taking what they can
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Desperate men
In desperate times
Born with a noose around your neck
Oh you're just raising hell
You raise your iron
Widow maker six feet in the sand
Oh, in your darkest fears
In your darkest times
Never lay down your guns
They'll be bad blood
They'll be lines drawn in the sand
Hang 'em at high noon
And let God sort out the rest
Even angels
Are just taking what they can
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
They'll be bad blood
They'll be lines drawn in the sand
Hang 'em at high noon
And let god sort out the rest
Even angels
Are just taking what they can
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Yeah we're riding into no man's land
Credits
Writer(s): Alice Cooper, Dick Wagner, Robert Alan Ezrin
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