Without A Shot

Put your guns out on the table

Throw your bullets on the floor

This weary old house

Can't take it anymore

From the ovens in the kitchen

To the chains out in the dirt

Rope hanging in the bedroom

That's some of our dirty work

The distant sleeping shadows

That lie out in the yard

The wind

That distorts the meanings

Of who we really are

Saluting of ourselves

As we pass by our mirrors

This show of phony adulation

Just masquerades all our fears

So we open up

Our eyes at midnight

See the setting of the sun

Foundation is crumbling

The inner structure's gone

Used up by corruption

And the passage of time

We hope

We've got some fight left

Cause our children

Our children are dying

So we think that forgiveness

Is a God given right

And equality for all

Is just a waste of our time

With our nickel plated Jesus

Chained around are necks

Handing out verses of scripture

Like we wrote it down ourselves

Respect that we once had

Went up the water spout

Tried to keep it secret

But the secret was found out

Got to thinking high

And mighty

Like everything was a lock

Some now say this house

Can be taken without a shot

So the hole

Gets dug deeper

With every wedding bell

And we sell each other

Down the road

Until there's nothing

Left to sell

And slowly but surely

We disappear

Without a trace

We point our fingers

At each other

And say what the hell

Happened to this place

Without a shot

Without a shot

Without a shot