There's a government whip cracked across your back

Where the honor of the day is don't listen, attack

See the blood run down in your bushwhack town

Revolution is the gimmick of the joke less clown

Where the body's just yelling for the tax man's gun


Talk don't talk if you've nothing to say

Walk don't walk if your feet don't know the way


And requiem for a dying song

with a shimmy and a shank from a futile war

And the sun that lights the day

breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame


With you my love, with you my love

with you I will return

And requiem for a dying song


Got a barrel by the face should the order release

Should the bullet in your pocket turn away and retreat

See the terror in the eye of a bloodshot child

Only bubble in his belly and the promise of lies

Operation, liberation, tell me, you can decide


Talk don't talk if you've nothing to say

Walk don't walk if your feet don't know the way


And requiem for a dying song

with a shimmy and the shank from a futile war

And the sun that lights the day

breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame


But with you my love, with you my love

with you I will return

And requiem for a dying song


Agony on the corner of every street

Then he lost himself over bitterness, explode

Explode


There's a government whip cracked across your back

Where the honor of the day is don't listen, attack


Talk don't talk if you've nothing to say

Walk don't walk if your feet don't know the way


And requiem for a dying song

with a shimmy and the shank from a futile war

And the sun that lights the day

breaks the darkness and the powers of another great shame


But with you my love, with you my love

with you I will return

And requiem for a dying song

With you my love

with you I will return

And requiem for a dying song