there's a twist in the way
each word rolls from its mouth
feels so evasive, leaves us frozen
in its line
little twists in the way
each word rolls from its mouth
and soon they all will know
that the barricade won't move
from the mist that surrounds
quiet towns come the footsteps
of a stranger,
soothes the years
of the beaten and the lonely
as i sing, everybody
the winter winds blow cold
mother cries, "they're too young to go"
and soon they all will know
that the barricade won't move
they'll say:
"they're never taking us alive
we are armed to the teeth
do you think our kids are safe?
they'll teach us things they'll never know
about"
it's so criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
what a concept, oh
it's so typical, typical, typical, yeah
bet they might not like that
it's so criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
what a concept, oh
it's so typical, typical, typical, yeah
teach them well
or they get blown away
in the end, it's revealed
twisted words out to steal
promised comfort, gave you hope
and took them both away
for what seem our word becomes
drenched in blood, and for what
and soon they all will know
that the barricade won't move
they'll say:
"they're never taking us alive
we are armed to the teeth
do you think our kids are safe?
they'll teach us things they'll never know
about"
it's so criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
what a concept, oh
it's so typical, typical, typical, yeah
bet they might not like that
it's so criminal, criminal, criminal, yeah
what a concept, oh
it's so typical,
it's so typical, yeah
teach them well
or they get blown away
and i sing, everybody
the winter winds blow cold
i sing, everybody
the winter winds blow
soon they all will know
that the barricades won't move