The Threat
IÒ‘ve been convicted with and
Without reason
Tarred and feathered like a piper on
A killing spree
And felt the anger of generations
And been the target of the cheap shots
So you think you cut me down to size
Well thereÒ‘s something you
Should realize
ItÒ‘s gonna take more than a break
In the law
To make me smile pretty for the
WreckinÒ‘ ball
WonÒ‘t beg, wonÒ‘t bleed
The end of sacrifice is a threat
To society
Hard line, youÒ‘ll see
Once youÒ‘ve made a mark, youÒ‘ve
Made a threat to society
I wasnÒ‘t put here to be treated
Like some disease you hoped would go
Away if left alone
You can sweep me under the carpet
But, IÒ‘ll still infect your need to use me
As a steppinÒ‘ stone
So you think you cut me down to size
Well thereÒ‘s something you
Should realize
ItÒ‘s gonna take more than a break
In the law
To make me smile pretty for the
WreckinÒ‘ ball
WonÒ‘t beg, wonÒ‘t bleed
The end of sacrifice is a threat
To society
Hard line, youÒ‘ll see
Once youÒ‘ve made a mark, youÒ‘ve
Made a threat to society
So you think you cut me down to size
Well thereÒ‘s something you
Should realize
ItÒ‘s gonna take more than a break
In the law
To make me smile pretty for the
WreckinÒ‘ ball