Time to Kill

It’s been a long time coming

From the golden fields

The mountains and the snow

There are hard men gunning

To protect their yields

And they’re never letting go

They’ve been there so long

And they have nothing left to lose

So when you dance with them

Don’t you step on their

Blue suede shoes

‘Cause they got IEDs

To bring you to your knees

Have you begging please

When it’s all propaganda

Ringing in their ears

Fever in their veins

Across the shifting sands

Of the centuries

The song remains the same

And they’ll sing to you

As they watch you twist and shout

When you lose your head

The stars are going out

Cause they’ve got bad ideas

To bring you to you knees

Have you begging please

Please

So wrong

When you’re headed down that track

And it’s been so, so long now baby

Once you’ve fallen under

You ain’t ever coming back

There’s been a war on terror

But the war on truth

Will cut you to the bone

Assad, Ukraine, the Don’s insane

And Gaza’s turned to stone

These are strange, strange days

In the mansion on the hill

In the shadow of a fool

With time to kill

‘Cause he’s got bad ideas

And he’s got mad ideas

You pray for regime change

But things just stay the same

Things just stay the same

They just stay the same

Some things never change

When you’re heading down that track

So long baby

Baby you ain’t coming back

Never, no never, no never,

Never coming back

© Ned Costello