As you pour yourself a scotch,
Crush a roach or check your watch,
As your hands adjust your tie -
In the towns with funny names,
Hit by bullets, caught in flames
By and large not knowing why -
And in small places you don't know of
Yet big for having no chance to scream
Or say goodbye -
Let me know!
Let me know!...
People die as you elect
New apostles of neglect,
Self restraint whereby people die.
Too far off to practice love
For thy neighbour, brother Slav
Where your Cherubs dread to fly,
While the statues disagree
Cain's version, history
For its fuel tends to buy
Those who die.
As you watch the athlets score
Or check your latest statement
Or sing your child a lullaby -
Time, whose sharp, bloodthirsty quill,
Parts the killed from those who kill
Will pronounce the latter tribe,
Will pronounce the latter tribe
As your type.