The Waltz Lyrics - Singles - Red Tape

Let me count the ways to subside the desperate 

Choose your poison there's burglary, there's shaking hands 

Forfeit this game and either way, they'll find you in an early grave 

Brainwashed and glued to your TV 

This all seems wired to self destruct under you 

Do you really wanna live the rat race 

I think it's time for a change of pace 

Let's build an arsenal of bombs, of bombs 

Gotta cut some throat, gotta blow some fire 

Gotta roll and conquer this 

No where safe under the sun 

This is the way of the gun, way of the gun 

Bow your face to the rising sun 

This is the way of the gun, way of the gun 

And the songs they sing will leave you dead 

They glorify your doom, that's not to say I can't relate 

I take my chances just the same 

And walk alone among the enemy 

These scars bleed wine, the taste of pain frightens you 

Gotta deal with steel when you play 

Never know who you'll meet on the street 

Beware of owner, live long, step off 

Gotta keep the peace 'cuz there no police 

Gotta roll and conquer this 

No where safe under the sun 

This is the way of the gun, way of the gun 

Bow your face to the rising sun 

This is the way of the gun, way of the gun, let's go 

Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples 

There's no reward falling asleep running 

Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples 

You got a hole in your head the size of Oakland 

We can dance, we can dance 

Sew me up in fracture 

We can dance, we can dance 

Unto this land we raise the sword 

Don't get sore it's business, the vision reigns 

Armor piercing not withstanding 

Flies straight through your head 

And the songs they sing will leave you dead 

Don't ever waste reprisal 

Way of the gun, way of the gun 

Bow your face to the rising sun 

This is the way of the gun, way of the gun, let's go 

Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples 

Way of the gun, way of the gun 

Disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples 

Way of the gun, way of the gun, gun