Every Time I Die Hit Of The Search Party Lyrics

Hit Of The Search Party Lyrics

No man abandon his post. A gatecrasher has called us to arms. Take up your
torch. I want this ship cleaner than a hospital ward. A radical has polluted
our ranks. Slouch into position men, this is a war. Set the traps. We'll have
that criminals head marched through the streets on a stick. Someone will pay
for this. We'll squeeze his goddamn brains out. Sleep with one knife open. You
can't outthink us, we've been out of thoughts for a while. The warrior with the
deadliest weapon is the one without an instruction manual for his gun. This is a
union of dunces and we are the new global menace. Stalking the land, gnashing
dull teeth, tapping our feet, sighing and humming and watching the clock.
That's what you get for fucking with us. When we find you we will skin you
alive, we'll pluck out your eyes and the canons will roar as we march to the
capitol, dragging your hide. Drooling polished jackboot monsters, tracking the
scent of a sleeping child. Your composure gave you away, next time it's best to
cry havoc. Keep marching, the bridge is ours. They're coming to get me. They're
coming to take me away. I'll never make love in this town again. Everyone on
the dance floord is doomed. Hit the ground, shut your mouth. The prisoners have
laid waste to the pulpit. You're in for it now. Are these helicopters for me?
Have I been appointed to speak? Then I'm going to Hell, and I'm taking the
renaissance with me.