Bring Out Your Dead

I hear the drums The drums are paved Coming forgotten history For men of fear Soldiers of shame I've heard your voice I know your name They took them out They laid them bare In open water And left them there And from these lies The grim recedes Hung from the rafters Dragged in the streets I just want to be myself But they say Hey oh, hey oh, we're jumping the gun. They say right, left, turn around, shoot em and run They said hey oh, hey oh, follow the line They say right, left, turn around, join in and die They dyed their eyes They sewed their legs Took off their heads Hung them on pigs It all began Without much fuss Someone whispered "They're not like us." I just want to be myself But they say. Hey oh, hey oh, we're jumping the gun They say right, left, turn around, shoot em and run They said hey oh, hey oh, follow the line They say right, left, turn around, join in and die They came for them I didn't speak I didn't care It wasn't me They came for me A silver left No one spoke No one was left Bring out your dead Break up the walls Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done. Bring out your dead Break up the walls Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done. Bring out your dead Break up the walls Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done. Bring out your dead Break up the walls Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done.