What Is This

And there he sits-
It's just a little boy-
A little boy playing with a big boy's toy
On a trip-
Another little boy stands

What is this?
A reason to destroy
A city cowboy that he helped employ
What is this on the little boy's hands?

What is this...?

Another twist-
About another boy-
His brother was another ready to deploy
On a ship-
To a foreign wasteland

What is this?
It's just another ploy-
Another little boy that he helped destroy
A little kid who will never understand

What is this?
Hands down it's heads above me
and I can't carry on until they're gone
It's so foolish of me,
to wait impatiently as the shots rang...

This town gets a little bit harder
I thought that you would have been smarter
This town gets a little bit harder.
I don't understand

You don't
Wanna believe it
Although
You can still see it
You don't
Wanna believe it fits inside their hands...

What is this?
Now where's the little boy.
The little one who used to come and play cowboys
Isn't this where the little boy ran?
Hand to fist,
Sometimes you can't avoid
You can't avoid the choices with them infant boys
They resist in defining a man

What is this? What is this...?

What is this?
Hands down it's heads above me
and I can't carry on until they're gone
And it's so foolish of me,
to wait impatiently as the shots rang...

This town gets a little bit harder
I thought that you would have been smarter
This town gets a little bit harder.
I don't understand

You don't
Wanna believe it
Although
You can still see it
You don't
Wanna believe it fits inside their hands...

...Don't try to take it from me...
...Don't try to turn me on...