F.W.I.W.
Dark moon turning to the color of blood
In the middle of the night in the middle of the wood
That can't be good
Carcass of a wolf on the running track
Spent shell casings on the black tarmac
Why is that?
Camouflage boys and their girls locked tight
Churches grow orange with firelight
All those souls in flight
They plant their flags in the dead man's chest
They rant their rags at the morning news desk
The best laid plans in an encrypted file
The best thing to do is to send your child away, hey
Embers and smoke as the cold sun rose
The smell of flesh attacking my nose
Theirs I suppose
The crackle of talk on the handheld set
Nobody's seen no resisters yet
The spear tip has been met
Big mess long tape all around the scene
Black hat masked tell me what does it mean
What does it mean?
They plant their flags in the dead man's chest
They rant their rags at the morning news desk
The best laid plans in an encrypted file
The best thing to do is to send your child away, hey
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun over there
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so you better beware
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun over there
There's a man with a gun
Hold on tight, it's gone to hell over there
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so beware
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so you better beware
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun over there
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so you better beware
There's a man with a gun
In the middle of the night in the middle of the wood
That can't be good
Carcass of a wolf on the running track
Spent shell casings on the black tarmac
Why is that?
Camouflage boys and their girls locked tight
Churches grow orange with firelight
All those souls in flight
They plant their flags in the dead man's chest
They rant their rags at the morning news desk
The best laid plans in an encrypted file
The best thing to do is to send your child away, hey
Embers and smoke as the cold sun rose
The smell of flesh attacking my nose
Theirs I suppose
The crackle of talk on the handheld set
Nobody's seen no resisters yet
The spear tip has been met
Big mess long tape all around the scene
Black hat masked tell me what does it mean
What does it mean?
They plant their flags in the dead man's chest
They rant their rags at the morning news desk
The best laid plans in an encrypted file
The best thing to do is to send your child away, hey
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun over there
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so you better beware
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun over there
There's a man with a gun
Hold on tight, it's gone to hell over there
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so beware
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so you better beware
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun over there
There's a man with a gun
There's a man with a gun so you better beware
There's a man with a gun
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Grossman
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