When your a white boy
Life gets you high
You hold out thinking
And you know why
You hold out
With the law of men
And when you die
Your born again
Put down your gun
And find your heart
Were dying soldiers
We dont dance (for the devil)
When your a white boy
Your life is lust
You kiss and run
And you mistrust
You hold out
With the nowhere men
You dance your dance
And try again
Put down your gun
And find your heart
Were dying soldiers
In the dark (we are no rebels)
You know white boys (cant control it)
You know white boys (never hold it)
You know white boys (hard to swallow)
You know white boys always follow
(follow who?)
Put down your gun
And find your heart
Were dying soldiers
We dont dance (for the devil)