Guilty
Rules and regulation
Rules and regulation
Rules and regulation
Rules and regulation
There’s a little figure on the television
Scratching at the ground by a pile of rags
Grainy little figures on television screens
Weighing up the moment, guilty, guilty
What’s he doing with that stick?
What’s he doing with that stick?
Which one is guilty?
Which one is guilty?
What’s he doing with that stick?
What’s he doing with that stick?
Which one is guilty?
Which one is guilty?
Power to the predator, The Grim Reaper
Grainy little suspects running for shelter
The drones have come
Come in their thousands
But nobody asked us if we wanted them
If we wanted them
If we wanted them
Back in the bunker in the operations room
A bored soldier is eating his lunch
While drones in their thousands are unveiled in Texas
To roaring voices, but nobody asked us if we wanted them
What’s he doing with that stick?
What’s he doing with that stick?
Which one is guilty?
Which one is guilty?
What’s he doing with that stick?
What’s he doing with that stick?
Which one is guilty?
Which one is guilty?
Power to the predator, The Grim Reaper
Grainy little suspects running for shelter
The drones have come
Come in their thousands
But nobody asked us if we wanted them
Nobody asked us if we wanted them
Nobody asked us if we wanted them
Nobody asked us if we wanted them
Nobody asked us if we wanted them
Nobody asked us if we wanted them
Nobody asked us
Autor(es): POLLY HARVEY
