Must it take a life for hatful eyes

To glisten once again

Five hundred years like Gelignite

Have blown us all to hell

What savior rests while on his cross we die

Has the Shepard led his lambs astray

to the bigot and the gun



Must it take a life for hateful eyes

To glisten once again

Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess

Singin' drunken lullabies




I watch and stare as Rosin`s eyes

Turn a darker shade of red

And the bullet with this sniper lie

In their bloody gutless cell

Must we starve on crumbs from long ago

Through these bars of men made steel

Is it a great or little thing we fought

Knelt the conscience blessed to kill



Must it take a life for hateful eyes

To glisten once again

Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess

Singin' drunken lullabies



Ah, but maybe it`s the way you were taught

Or maybe it`s the way we fought


But a smile never grins without tears to begin

For each kiss is a cry we all lost

Though there is nothing left to gain

But for the banshee that stole the grave

Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess

Singin' drunken lullabies



I sit in and dwell on faces past

Like memories seem to fade

No colour left but black and white

And soon will all turn grey

But may these shadows rise to walk again

With lessons truly learnt

When the blossom flowers in each our hearts

Shall beat a new found flame



Must it take a life for hateful eyes

To glisten once again

Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess

Singin' drunken lullabies