In for the kill
by Winger
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Times are changin´
We´d best beware
The world is in the electric chair
The state holds out its loving cup
Singing power to the people
But their power´s corrupt
Burning crosses and secretly
Carry swastikas and M 16s
Nevermind the pages of history
It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating
It´s always the same
Seems like nothing will ever change
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out
´Cos they´re movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin´ lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Good things come to those who wait
good advice just a bit too late
Any chance for trust went up in smoke
When a preacher´s lust was sponsored
by coke
Day after day
It´s always the same
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out
´Cos they´re movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Disbelievers drink poison water
Time stands still
Don´t fill my eyes, fill my head
Till I´m overloaded
You talk and you talk and you talk
But I don´t hear anything
Times are changin´
There ain´t no cure
It´s a wasteland
One thing´s for sure
Ain´t no gold to grind the axe
So keep your fingers crossed
While you´re crossin´ the tracks
´Cos good blind faith ain´t
good enough
Baby´s heat crumbled to dust
Hooray for the Outlaw
Keeps movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin´ lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Don´t fill my eyes, fill my head
Till I´m overloaded
You talk and you talk
You know I don´t hear it anymore
But you keep on movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin´ lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
My word´s no good, it´s
not enough
We´d best beware
The world is in the electric chair
The state holds out its loving cup
Singing power to the people
But their power´s corrupt
Burning crosses and secretly
Carry swastikas and M 16s
Nevermind the pages of history
It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating
It´s always the same
Seems like nothing will ever change
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out
´Cos they´re movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin´ lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Good things come to those who wait
good advice just a bit too late
Any chance for trust went up in smoke
When a preacher´s lust was sponsored
by coke
Day after day
It´s always the same
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out
´Cos they´re movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Disbelievers drink poison water
Time stands still
Don´t fill my eyes, fill my head
Till I´m overloaded
You talk and you talk and you talk
But I don´t hear anything
Times are changin´
There ain´t no cure
It´s a wasteland
One thing´s for sure
Ain´t no gold to grind the axe
So keep your fingers crossed
While you´re crossin´ the tracks
´Cos good blind faith ain´t
good enough
Baby´s heat crumbled to dust
Hooray for the Outlaw
Keeps movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin´ lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Don´t fill my eyes, fill my head
Till I´m overloaded
You talk and you talk
You know I don´t hear it anymore
But you keep on movin´
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin´ lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
My word´s no good, it´s
not enough