in for the kill

Winger

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
But 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 the poisonwater
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