The line that's drawn between good of us and the bad of us
Lord I bet you have been bad, I bet you have been bad
And you've not been hit by flying lead
See the blind man, shooting at the world
See the blind man, he is shooting at the world
If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
The bullets flying, their killin' everyone
You'd better close your eyes, you'd better bow your head
You'd better close your eyes, you'd better bow your head
The bullets flying, their taking toll
Wait for the ricochet
Sweet child in time you'll see the line
If you've been bad