Men With Guns
The mighty have all fallen
Those vengeful fools turn in their graves
They rightly have gone running
It's too late now for them to be saved
The mighty have fallen
Those vengeful fools turn in their graves
They rightly have gone running
It's too late now for them to be saved
They didn't believe me
Even when I clearly defined all the reasons behind
They didn't believe me
And it's times like these when you need to know
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Brood of vipers
Praying in the streets and tearing your robes
You beat your breast and bemoan the plight of the righteous
While you oppress the poor in spirit and plunder the frail
Your words speak of justice
But with manufactured gestures of peace
You torment and torture
Your slogans are empty
Mouths as rotten as open tombs
You crush your enemies with conceited compassion
Your hearts filled not with charity
But cold, calculating vengeance
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Those vengeful fools turn in their graves
They rightly have gone running
It's too late now for them to be saved
The mighty have fallen
Those vengeful fools turn in their graves
They rightly have gone running
It's too late now for them to be saved
They didn't believe me
Even when I clearly defined all the reasons behind
They didn't believe me
And it's times like these when you need to know
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Brood of vipers
Praying in the streets and tearing your robes
You beat your breast and bemoan the plight of the righteous
While you oppress the poor in spirit and plunder the frail
Your words speak of justice
But with manufactured gestures of peace
You torment and torture
Your slogans are empty
Mouths as rotten as open tombs
You crush your enemies with conceited compassion
Your hearts filled not with charity
But cold, calculating vengeance
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
Men with guns are coming
You'd better hide away
Oh so smart and cunning
They pulled the light away
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Writer(s): Jason Thomas
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