Firing Squad Lyrics

When they put you in line!
When they put you in line!
Or you'll run out of time!
And then you're done, (x3)
When they put on your blinds!
Here come the guns (x3)
There's no feeling today
There's no ceiling or shade
There's no simpler way
I won't live in the grey

I won't enter the fray
The old chilling display
Explodes in your face
You throw children away
You lead millions astray
I won't sit and behave
We don't fit in your cage
We're not fit to enslave
I'm not digging my grave
No there's no quiet reply
There's no silent deny
There's no private divide
Leave no tyrant alive
There's no island to hide
There's no triumph of pride
There's no pirated prize
Won't tighten your vice
You won't lighten my rights
I won't mind your advice
To not fight in the fights
Won't heighten your plights
There's no lying tonight
That's why I'm shining a light
Right in your eyes...
And the mission is set
And there's a credible threat
And there's a rebel unrest
That needs incredible jets
To bring unscheduled death
With that impeccable depth
Light up your last cigarette
Goodnight god bless…