Take the Heartland

I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan

And keep my friends real close

Yeah, this is how it’s gonna go

I’m gonna find my knife and run it through those stitches

Throw my friends down in the ditches

Before they even know what I've come here for

Take the heartland with a sense of revenge

Take the heartland and make it look easy

Take the heartland, you’ll die in the end

Take the heartland

I’m gonna grow my hair down to my face like a Fidel Castro

Like a Che Guevara or a Fidel Castro

I’m gonna grab my fork, my life’s one last wish

And I’m gonna take their life with a knife

And I’m gonna sit and wait, not fall

Take the heartland with a sense of revenge

Take the heartland and make it look easy

Take the heartland, we’ll die in the end

Take the heartland

Should I kill you with my sword, yeah?

Or should I kill you with this word?

You say sit, you say stand, you say stop, you say go

You say sit, you say stop, you say what, you say no

You say go, you say sit, you say stand, you say stop

You say go, you say sit, then you sit and you watch us all

Should I kill you with my sword, yeah?

Or should I kill you with this word?

Take the heartland

Take the heartland with a sense of revenge

Take the heartland, you make it look easy

Take the heartland

I set myself by the west, by the watch, by the wall

I set myself by the wish, by the watch, by the wall

I set myself by the words, by the watch, by the wall

I set myself by the words, by the voice that I heard