The Bravery of Being Out Of Range

Intro:
      

              
You have a nat

       
ural tendency
     
To squeeze off

 a shot
              
You're good fu

 
n at parties
              
You wear the r


ight masks
          
You're old but

 you still
            
Like a laugh i


n the locker r

oom
              
You can't abid

   
e change
You're at home on the range

You opened your suitcase
Behind the old workings
To show off the magnum
You deafened the canyon
A comfort A friend
Only upstaged in the end
By the Uzi machine gun


Does the recoi

l remind you
Remind you of sex
        ( 
Old man what t

)            
he hell you go

        
nna kill next
   (    
Old timer who 

             
you gonna kill

 next

I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
I swam in your pools
And lay under your palm trees
I looked in the eyes of the Indian
Who lay on the Federal Building steps

And through the range finder over the hill
I saw the front line boys popping their pills
Sick of the mess they find
On their desert stage
And the bravery of being out of range
Yeah the question is vexed

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next

Bridge ????

Hey bartender over here
Two more shots
And two more beers
Sir turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great
For righting wrongs
You hit the target
And win the game
From bars 3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away

             
We play the ga

             (
me with the br

         
avery of being

          
 out of range
We zap and maim with the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train with the bravery of being out of range
We gain terrain with the bravery of being out of range
We play the game with the bravery of being out of range