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