Would you run for the shoresnif we dropped bombs on the top of your homes?nWould you run for the streetsnif we dropped bombs at the soles of your feet, soles of your feet?nnMaybe there is comfortnin these thoughts you holdnThis is how things gonWill they miss you?nWill they love you?nProbably more than you'll ever knownnYou're in the devil's playgroundnwhere the devil came down to topple you allnIt's the place where the devil lay barento take your children and scatter their bonesnnWell maybe there is comfortnin these thoughts you holdnThis is how things gonWill they miss you?nWill they love you?nProbably more than you'll ever know