Cheap The Bullet - 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 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 bodysearch

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 baptised 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