Roger Waters - The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range lyrics

rate me

You have a natural tendency

To squeeze off a shot

You're good fun at parties

You wear the right masks

You're old but you still

Like a laugh in the locker room

You can't abide change

And you're home on the range

You opened the suitcase

Behind the old workings

To show off the magnum

You deafened the canyon

A comfort a friend

Only upstaged in the end

By the Uzi machine gun

Does the recoil remind you

Remind you of sex

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next

Old timer, who you gonna kill next

I looked over Jordan and what did I see

Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris

I swam in your pools

And lay under your palm trees

I looked in the eyes of the Indian

Who lay on the Federal Building steps

And through the range finder over the hill

I saw the front line boys popping their pills

Sick of the mess they find on their desert stage

And the bravery of being out of range

Yeah the question is vexed

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next

Old timer who you gonna kill next

Hey bartender, over here

Two more shots

And two more beers

Sir, turn up the TV sound

The war has started on the ground

Just love those laser guided bombs

They're really great for righting wrongs

You hit the target, win the game

From bars 3,000 miles away

3,000 miles away

We play the game

With the bravery of being out of range

We zap and maim

With the bravery of being out of range

We strafe the train

With the bravery of being out of range

We gain terrain

With the bravery of being out of range

We play the game

With the bravery of being out of range