Bring Out the Dead

Lyrics

You could say that I've got money A little too much gold I'd like to run the country Before I grow too old Daddy told me I could be Just who I want to be And mama said, "Just watch your step With those women that you see" Just remember, though it's true Some things are better left unsaid In time, we see who's really free Bring out the dead Worship gods and tyrants No need to work this out What works for them might work for you Eliminate all doubt The preacher man, he took my hand To guide me to the light I said, "Man, just what's your plan? We've got to get this right" He just crossed himself and thеn Kneeling, he said "Your reward will be in hеaven, son Bring out the dead" Don't talk to me of babies That lie beneath the trees Covered up with rags and flies And virulent disease While standing there without a care Kalashnikov in hand Her older brother, just sixteen Surveys his first command A rumble in the jungle A landscape painted red Human nature satisfied Bring out the dead The signs, they just get better When it comes to feral greed Cartels and corporations Just want to see us bleed While governments have other ways To still the hearts of men Send a drone or spike a drink With Polonium-210 Working for the bottom line From a cyber boogie bed The world is just a village now Bring out the dead