Waist deep in big muddies side by side
I'd be the atheist in your foxhole, anytime
Let's be friendly fire
Body count's a mountain on a bed of barbed wire, coldly stacked
As soon as the morning light has broken, then we attack
If nobody tries too hard to kill you
I got your back
Across the desert
Back to brave the burning sand
Back to question every effort
Back to challenge your command
If you got guns, well, now's the time for sticking
Resistance is already forming
The second shot won't be a warning
Let's be collateral damage
Looking down your nose like it's the best you can manage just to stand
Indignity after indignation
The threat of a hostile occupation
The better to form a sovereign nation
Here's the plan:
Let every man who disagrees
Be roughly brought down to his knees
Be starved to death and made to freeze
And sentenced to the Gulag
If you got guns, well, now's the time for sticking
Resistance is already forming
The second shot won't be a warning
When the tanks roll into Warsaw, will I find you at the front
Singing into a tape recorder, shouldering the brunt of the attack?
Has it come to that?
Has it come to that?
Has it come to that?
Has it come to that?
Let's be war buddies Waist deep in big muddies side by side I'd be the atheist in your foxhole, anytime Let's be friendly fire Body count's a mountain on a bed of barbed wire, coldly stacked As soon as the morning light has broken, then we attack If nobody tries too hard to kill you I got your back Across the desert Back to brave the burning sand Back to question every effort Back to challenge your command If you got guns, well, now's the time for sticking Resistance is already forming The second shot won't be a warning Let's be collateral damage Looking down your nose like it's the best you can manage just to stand Indignity after indignation The threat of a hostile occupation The better to form a sovereign nation Here's the plan: Let every man who disagrees Be roughly brought down to his knees Be starved to death and made to freeze And sentenced to the Gulag If you got guns, well, now's the time for sticking Resistance is already forming The second shot won't be a warning When the tanks roll into Warsaw, will I find you at the front Singing into a tape recorder, shouldering the brunt of the attack? Has it come to that? Has it come to that? Has it come to that? Has it come to that? Explain Request ×
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