How many trigger pullsnTake down an innocent victim?nWhat does your badge cover up?nHow much training does it takenTo look into his mother's eyes?nAnd lie to cover upnIt'll be alrightnYou can probably sleep well tonightnIf your conscience doesn't burnnExplain to menAnd a young man's familynWhat your bullets can't explainnAnd lie as you curse their childrennI wonder if they'll understandnAnd hide the casualties of warnBlack and white and poor all overnSurvival of the fittestnWallets turn to criticsnHurry scramble for your outnBut don't forget when your victims have had enoughnThe gun can be turned aroundnIt'll be alrightnYou can probably sleep well tonightnIf your conscience doesn't burnnExplain to menAnd a young man's familynWhat your bullets can't explainnAnd lie as you curse their childrennI wonder if they understandnHide the casualties of warnBlack and white and poor all overnStand and delivernJustice from your egonSlash and burn and then sort outnRage doesn't care where the scope is centerednHuman targets turn to bloody trophiesnHow does it feel to be the one on top?nEnjoy that feeling and hold it tightnCause soon the gun will be turned aroundnThe gun will soon be turned aroundnTime runs out in the blink of eyesnRecord everything you've done all overnYou forget that we have nothing left to losenAnd you lie as you curse their childrennI wonder if they understandnHide the casualties of warnBlack and white and poor all overnLie as you curse their childrennI wonder if they understandnIt'll be alrightnYou can probably sleep well tonightnIf your conscience doesn't burnnAnd explain to menAnd a young man's familynWhat your bullets can't explainnExplain to menAnd a young man's familynWhat your bullets can't explain