Requiem for a Dying Song

There's a government whip cracked across your back

Where the order of the day is don't listen, attack

See the blood run down in your bushwhack town

Revolution is the gimmick of a joke less clown

Where the body's just yelling for the tax man's gun

Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say

Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

And requiem for a dying song

With a shimmy and a shank from a futile war

With the sun that lights the day

Breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame

With you my love, with you my love

With you I will return

And requiem for a dying song

Got the barrel by the face should the order release

Should the bullet in your pocket turn away and retreat

See the terror in the eye of a bloodshot child

Only bubble in his belly and the promise of lies

Operation, liberation, tell me, you can decide

Oh, talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say

Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

Requiem for a dying song

With a shimmy and the shank from a futile war

With the sun that lights the day

Breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame

But with you my love, with you my love

With you I will return

And requiem for a dying song

Agony from every corner on every street

Act like he lost himself over bitterness

Explode, explode

There's a government whip cracked across your back

Where the order of the day is don't listen, attack

Oh, talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say

Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

Requiem for a dying song

With a shimmy and the shank from a futile war

With the sun that lights the day

Breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame

But with you my love, with you my love

With you I will return

And requiem for a dying song

With you my love

With you I will return

And requiem for a dying song