Ballad Of Bloody Run

Echoes like the sound of a gunshot 'cross the Richmond city night and are all the punks too drunk to stand upright She's still walking the streets until the daylight comes she says 'I'm the last one to grow up numb. My footsteps leave these little prints of light' 'I'm the last one Let me be the last one to grow up numb' On the rotting docks near the auction blocks of which we don't speak and the lights on floods rebuilding covers up this old creek While our grandmothers walked past every numbered street a twelve hour day just for something to eat this long walk home is not taught in our history 'I'm the last one Let me be the last one to grow up numb' Here's to the sweet smell of all the banks burning All the food is freed from the storehouse all the teachers are learning f**k the laws For their greed the ratchet's thrown and we won't bleed our true wealth lies in the song of the land communities freed from this prison of god and men 'Let me be the last one to grow up numb…' Echoes like the sound of a gunshot 'cross the Richmond city night and are all the punks too drunk to stand upright? Are you addicted to the sight of spaces in-between when the night birds cry do you know what it means? It's the forgotten ones who ask us never to give up 'I'm the last one Let me be the last one to grow up numb'