paroles de chanson Cheap the Bullet - Barclay James Harvest

The streets run red
With the blood of the innocent
Why, why, why
We stab our knives
In the back of humanity
Why, why, why
There's never peace
Just a spiral of the violence
Why, why, why
We'll shoot you down
For a difference of opinion
Why, why, why
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
Sons and daughters
Lost and gone
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
No talk, no thought
Just shoot and run
Our children wake
To the bomb and the bodysearch
Why, why, why
We fill their ears
With the drums and the battle cries
Why, why, why
They burn your car
When you stray, it's a game they play
Why, why, why
They're fed on hate
It's a circle we don't want to break
Why, why, why
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
Sons and daughters
Lost and gone
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
No talk, no thought
Just shoot and run
I'm baptised
In your prejudice
I'm confirmed
With your hate
I'm ordained
Into violence
I'm a child
Of the modern world
Of the media world
Of the TV world
Of the modern world
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
Sons and daughters
Lost and gone
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
No talk, no thought
Just shoot and run
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
Sons and daughters
Lost and gone
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
No talk, no thought
Just shoot and run
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
Sons and daughters
Lost and gone
Cheap the bullet
Easy the gun
No talk, no thought
Just shoot and run