Lyrics
way you're up there on the street, with gun up your sleeve, and your favorite napoleon hat, you make blame at your kind, just don't kill us, and i got no problem with that, but all the things you do, from the vile that you spew, is dribbling down to my heart, i've seen 'bout all i can stand, of your particular brand, and now it's time someone took that part, i think your time's come, i think your time's come, i think that you've been served, all that you deserve, and then some, so point your missiles at me, it doesn't matter, you said you'll fix this world, but it just seems to get sadder, guess i can stay and wait, for everything to get great, but life is really not good on my block, now something's coming for you, and it's long overdue, so i can sit here unwinding this clock, i think your time's come, i think your time's come, i think that you've been served, all that you deserve, and then some, so point your missiles at me, it doesn't matter, we've given you our world, but you won't quit till it's shattered, (don't you think, don't you think, don't you think), so after you and your pals, have finished lootin' my house, and all the money's safe in your sacks, i'm sure that no one would grieve, if you just pack up and leave, and pinky promise you'll never come back, find a new retreat, weighing high while your conscience turns black, but i think maybe you're crazy, and there ain't no hiding from that, i think your time's come, i think your time's come, i think that you've been served, all that you deserve, and then some, so point your missiles at me, it doesn't matter, you said you'll fix this world, but it just seems to get sadder, we've given you our world, but you won't quit till it's shattered
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Artist: billy ray cyrus