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