Lyrics-
It won't be long now before they're gone
It's only a matter of time
All of the lies just ran out of steam
Their days are numbered
if you know what I mean
They wore out their welcome a long time ago
I'm certain that they couldn't see
And I am certain that they didn't care
They won't be back. They wouldn't dare
Sooner or later, you lose all your friends
The ones with the bombs and the guns
The powerful friends from across the sea,
are just like that mouse in your pocket.
When someone asks you,
who is this we?
I wonder what your gonna say
It's like Tonto asked the Lone Ranger
What do you mean by we, white man?
What do you mean by... we?
History will not be kind
There are some things you can't unwind
There are some crimes that you can't undo
What in the fuck is the matter with you?
What in the fuck is the matter with you?
All that you did is now far and wide
You're a nation of cowards and thugs
You harm without mercy, you torture and laugh
You're just like Ed Fish in the old photograph
Now that God's angels have caught up to you
and now you have nowhere to go
what will you do when you're called to explain
the reasons you caused so much terrible pain
You're as mean as a three-headed dog
who snarls on a choke chain of hate
you can just stop your explaining.
It's far too little... and far too late...
History will not be kind
There are some things you can't unwind
There are some crimes that you can't undo
What in the fuck is the matter with you?
What in the fuck is the matter with you?
I'll bet you think you can still run a game
on what everyone saw to your undying shame
but you don't feel shame or anything much
You're all dead inside. Vampires don't blush
Tell me again how it's not your fault
All of the people you left in your wake
dying or dead ...or wishing they were
You're going to Hell, and make no mistake
History will not be kind
There are some things you can't unwind
There are some crimes that you can't undo
What in the fuck is the matter with you?
What in the fuck is the matter with you?
Israel is going down...
like a millstone in the sea...
One day it won't even be
a distant memory
No one's gonna cry or care
that alll of you are gone
It just begs the question,
what took so goddamn long
I really want to know,
why... it... took... so... long
