The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range Lyrics - Amused To Death - Roger Waters

You have a natural tendency 

To squeeze off a shot 

You're good fun at parties 

You wear the right masks 

You're old but you still 

Like a laugh in the locker room 

You can't abide change 

You're at home on the range 

You opened your suitcase 

Behind the old workings 

To show off the magnum 

You deafened the canyon 

A comfort a friend 

Only upstaged in the end 

By the Uzi machine gun 

Does the recoil remind you 

Remind you of sex 

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next 

Old timer who you gonna kill next 

I looked over Jordan and what did I see 

Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris 

I swam in your pools 

And lay under your palm trees 

I looked in the eyes of the Indian 

Who lay on the Federal Building steps 

And through the range finder over the hill 

I saw the front line boys popping their pills 

Sick of the mess they find 

On their desert stage 

And the bravery of being out of range 

Yeah the question is vexed 

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next 

Old timer who you gonna kill next 

Hey bartender over here 

Two more shots 

And two more beers 

Sir turn up the TV sound 

The war has started on the ground 

Just love those laser guided bombs 

They're really great 

For righting wrongs 

You hit the target 

And win the game 

From bars 3,000 miles away 

3,000 miles away 

We play the game 

With the bravery of being out of range 

We zap and maim 

With the bravery of being out of range 

We strafe the train 

With the bravery of being out of range 

We gain terrain 

With the bravery of being out of range 

With the bravery of being out of range 

We play the game 

With the bravery of being out of range