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Old man said to me-
You better get the pictures, better get them tonight
Old man said to me-
Better get the pictures, they're burning babies tonight
Old man said to me-
Gonna take them home and watch them with the wife
Old man said to me-
Gonna watch them burning down tonight
The streets will fill with the blood she screamed
From the bunker top the night before
But the only blood spilled was your own
From the ten thousand holes they chose to count
Woman ran up screaming to me-
Have you seen pine street is it on fire
Angry mob pointing at me-
Chanting murder, burn, murder, burn
A media circus going round and round-
We interrupt this pagent for a special word
I'm getting my ass out of town-
Before I'm the next one getting burned
The word was full and total which quickly turned into I don't recall
Where were you in October man, who the hell is Sargent Powell
Then it came, the day we thought would never come was finally here
You looked to South Africa, now it's Beruit for everyone
I don't know when it started, and I don't know it's gonna end
Where were you when the lights went out, in a drugged out stupor or your normal haze
Don't worry dear it can't happen here, it's just make believe on TV
Turn the channel tune out reality, and get the re-run of Dynasty
Your tune will quickly change when it's your skies that are burning red
When the man you once called neighbor got caught in the cross fire and is shot down dead
I watched the armies as they marched, devouring blood in every step
They shot and killed everything that moved, and stole form anything that was left
I don't know whose side you're on, I just know that I'm on mine
Johnny get your gun tomorrow, cause I'm sure as hell gonna be grabbing mine
Johnny dig your grave tomorrow, but I'm just plain old digging in
I don't have time for all of this, cause I'm just waiting for the Civil War!