Requiem For A Dying Song

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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 --- Requiem for a Dying Song - Flogging Molly