Lyrics Belly of the Beast - Bernard Fanning

Here again I find myself in the belly of the beast
Trying to make sense of all this ruin and decline
There's no seat at the table for the beggars at the feast
Or anybody unprepared to toe the line

The dogs of war devour doves and beggars at the feet
Of hawks and greedy leaders that clap along and bare their teeth
An insipid and compliant press in lockstep on the beat
Splashing three word slogans neither them or us believe

Oh please forgive that step into the dark
The road will lead us nowhere this path will see us lost
Oh I guess everybody's got a rubicon to cross
The future's suffocating on an echo from the past

It's all the same to me if you're red, green, white, black or blue
If it's your hands that hold the reins your only mandate it the truth
A guardian of futures for the ragged and the bruised
A mouthpiece for the voiceless not a vassal of the few
The saying goes that people get the leaders they deserve
Take a look at our leaders I guess that makes us all absurd

Oh please forgive that step into the dark
The road will lead us nowhere this path will see us lost
Oh, I guess everybody's got a rubicon to cross
The future's suffocating on an echo from the past
The saying goes that people get the leaders they deserve
Here we are in the belly of the beast