Barbed Wire Songtext
von Parsonsfield
Barbed Wire Songtext
Wrapped up in the loving arms of a war
What industry is worth dying for?
It′s all a race to the top of the pantheon
In the time we've got
Build a wall to keep us clean
′Til the skin is fair, 'til the grass is green
Three car garage, house by the sea
To keep out all those who disagree
Barbed wire killed the buffalo
The telephone killed the radio
We're killing the time before our turn
Well, it keeps out, it keeps in
The devil′s rope against my skin
Spits fire until there′s nothing left to burn
Your blood, go figure
From the man behind the desk
To the one behind the trigger
There's silent anguish in every language
It all sounds the same no matter what day it is
I can′t remember a world without fear
Before I heard the clock ticking in my ear
Barbed wire killed the buffalo
The telephone killed the radio
We're killing the time before our turn
Well, it keeps out, it keeps in
The devil′s rope against my skin
Spits fire until there's nothing left to burn
Barbed wire killed the buffalo
The telephone killed the radio
We′re killing the time before our turn
Well, it keeps out, it keeps in
The devil's rope against my skin
Spits fire until there's nothing left to burn
What industry is worth dying for?
It′s all a race to the top of the pantheon
In the time we've got
Build a wall to keep us clean
′Til the skin is fair, 'til the grass is green
Three car garage, house by the sea
To keep out all those who disagree
Barbed wire killed the buffalo
The telephone killed the radio
We're killing the time before our turn
Well, it keeps out, it keeps in
The devil′s rope against my skin
Spits fire until there′s nothing left to burn
Your blood, go figure
From the man behind the desk
To the one behind the trigger
There's silent anguish in every language
It all sounds the same no matter what day it is
I can′t remember a world without fear
Before I heard the clock ticking in my ear
Barbed wire killed the buffalo
The telephone killed the radio
We're killing the time before our turn
Well, it keeps out, it keeps in
The devil′s rope against my skin
Spits fire until there's nothing left to burn
Barbed wire killed the buffalo
The telephone killed the radio
We′re killing the time before our turn
Well, it keeps out, it keeps in
The devil's rope against my skin
Spits fire until there's nothing left to burn
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