Cheap The Bullet Lyrics - Welcome To The Show - Barclay James Harvest

The streets run red with the blood 

Of the innocent, why? Why? Why? 

We stab our knives in the back 

Of humanity, why? Why? Why? 

There's never peace, just a spiral 

Of the violence, why? Why? Why? 

We'll shoot you down for a difference 

Of opinion, why? Why? Why? 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

Sons and daughters, lost and gone 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

No talk, no thought, just shoot and run 

Our children wake to the bomb 

And the body search, why? Why? Why? 

We fill their ears with the drums 

And the battle cries, why? Why? Why? 

They burn your car when you stray 

It's a game they play, why? Why? Why? 

They're fed on hate, it's a circle 

We don't want to break, why? Why? Why? 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

Sons and daughters, lost and gone 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

No talk, no thought, just shoot and run 

I'm baptized in your prejudice 

I'm confirmed with your hate 

I'm ordained into violence 

I'm a child of the modern world 

Of the media world, of the TV world 

Of the modern world 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

Sons and daughters, lost and gone 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

No talk, no thought, just shoot and run 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

Sons and daughters, lost and gone 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

No talk, no thought, just shoot and run 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

Sons and daughters, lost and gone 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

No talk, no thought, just shoot and run 

Cheap the bullet, easy the gun 

Sons and daughters