The Luck Of The Irish Songtext

Some say we're soldiers without a war
But righteousness is a word that's worth my fighting for
Bullets of faith from the barrel of truth
Could kill the lion like a razorblade noose

Running [for mayor of a ghost town]
Free as the felon in cell 345
I know [the war that has begun now]
And taken my best has been done to death

A tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye
You owe me your jaw and whats left of your sight
Your jagged medicine like slow flowing lies pours down my throat

Running [for mayor of a ghost town]
Free as the felon in cell 345
I know [the war that has begun now]
And taken my best has been done to death

Sooner or later white flags will be waving
And I hope mine is down at my side
With the colors of conquest
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I'd be proud as a poacher but im weak with a trigger

Waiting Room The Luck Of The Irish songtext