The Luck Of The Irish lyrics

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 I'd be proud as a poacher but im weak with a trigger