maximum firepower

This ones for the shoeshine boy
And the farmer in debt
Each string is barbed wire
Each chord is a threat
This blues guy
I met That never had a hit
Said you dont gotta be loud, son
To be heavy as ****
Well Im the triggerman, baby
And tonight
Ill prove
That this machine here
Well it kills fascists too
And dont be surprised
If the sermon on the mount
Next time is delivered
In a little coffee house
Cause somebody heres
Gotta let them know
I doubt its me
But here I go
I hit the button
Tape started to roll
The songs got fire
But its got no soul
Theres a lonely stretch of blacktop
Between here and home
Drop down into the valley
Piano playin in the living room
And when you see the white barn
Youll know the journeys through
My dogs barking in the backseat
Cause he knows it too
Youll need a fake passport
And fix your disguise
And dont fire, sugar
Til you see the whites of their eyes
I turned the other cheek
But now Im through
The skin youre in
Makes choices for you
I was checking off names
And I came late to dinner
Seems the slices of pie
Keep getting thinner and thinner
Brothers and sisters
Rejoice and repent
The landlords dead
You can keep the rent
You got twelve fine friends
But one of ems rotten
Theres a hole out back
Aint got no bottom
Forty days in the wilderness
Forty sleepless nights
Im confused, half blind
And sure Im right
Theres a lonely stretch of blacktop
Between here and home
Drop down into the valley
Piano playin in the living room
And when you see the white barn
Youll know the journeys through
My dogs barking in the backseat
Cause he knows it too
Officer please
I wont be long
Called the radio station
Requested this song
I had my doubts
About what
I knew So
I turned it up
Then it sounded true
Kiss the ring
If the Queen will let you
But come over the fence
And the dogs will get you
On a rope hung the traitor
On a hook hung the meat
You and me are missing persons
Til were counted in the streets
So seize the time
And storm the tower
And come correct
Maximum Firepower. ..
With Maximum
Firepower
For the sins of the fathers
The son he must pay
The Nightwatchman giveth
And he taketh away
Thought hard about this next line
Pretty sure its true
If you take a step towards freedom
Itll take two steps towards you
So mister
I aint scared
And mister
I aint worried
Cause on that lonely stretch of blacktop
I sit as judge and jury
Theres a lonely stretch of blacktop
Between here and home
Drop down into the valley
Piano playin in the living room
And when you see the white barn
You know thejourneys through
My dogs barking in the backseat
Cause he knows it too
The clock strikes the hour
Tonight we ride
Youve got three more seconds
To choose sides