Pedal Down - Chuck Ragan

«Cut 'Em Down»

One simple word an you cut ´em down

Severing life line with shame

Speak to the masses and make ´em smile

Donning a halo you´ve made

But the wind won´t carry you far this time

The truth is you´ve lost your own wings

Traded them in for mere shiny things

While lining your pockets as well

Oh and as the bow breaks, on come the stones

To force your head down, as they are thrown

Just as there´s lies, truth will be told

Mind the forked tongue or wake up missing one

To hell with political campaign charades

I´d rather dig a hole in the earth

Than to listen to a coward from a tailored world

Who´d be hard pressed to carry their own worth

Instead leave the death and the work

To those who suffer for freedom & food

Fighting for family and home at hand

And dying for nothing for you

Oh and as the bow breaks, on come the stones

To force your head down, as they are thrown

Just as there´s lies, truth will be told

Mind the forked tongue or wake up missing someone