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Hit Of The Search Party Lyrics

from Hot Damn!

"Hit Of The Search Party" is track #2 on the album Hot Damn!. It was written by Michael Novak;andrew John Williams;jordan Taylor Buckley;keith Michael Buckley.
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No man abandon his post
A gatecrasher has called us to arms
Take up your torch
I want this ship cleaner than a hospital ward
A radical has polluted our ranks

Slouch into position men, this is a war
Set the traps, we'll have that criminals head
Marched through the streets on a stick
Someone will pay for this
We'll squeeze his goddamn brains out

Sleep with one knife open
You can't out think us, we've been out of thoughts for a while
You can't out think us, we've been out of thoughts for a while
And the warrior with the deadliest weapon is the one without
An instruction manual for his gun

This is a union of dunces
We are the new global menace stalking the land
Gnashing dull teeth, tapping our feet, sighing and humming
And watching this clock

That's what you get, that's what you get
That's what you get
That's what you get for fucking with us
That's what you get for fucking with us

When we find you we'll skin you alive
We'll pluck out your eyes
And the canons will roar as we march to the capitol
Dragging your hide

Drooling polished jackboot monsters
Tracking the scent of a sleeping child
Your composure gave you away
Next time it's best to cry havoc

Keep marching, the bridge is ours
They're coming to get me
They're coming to take me away
I'll never make love in this town again
Everyone on the dance floor is doomed

Hit the ground, shut your mouth
The prisoners have laid waste to the pulpit, you're in for it now
Are these helicopters for me?
Have I been appointed to speak? Then I'm going to hell
And I'm taking the renaissance with me

Songwriters
Michael Novak;Andrew John Williams;Jordan Taylor Buckley;Keith Michael Buckley

Published by
RAM ISLAND SONGS (*SEE NOTES*)

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