"Warlords" as written by and Fred Small....
Five years ago
You were safe with your TV
Never even thought
What the things you might be
Now you're just a pack rat
Picking through the rubble
Scared of your own shadow
Tryin' to hide from the trouble
Where is that compact
To which you were devoted?
Weren't you surprised
When your world exploded?
Your happy days are over
Now that we've found you
Resist or surrender
Doesn't matter we'll destroy you

[Chorus: x3]
Warlords, join us or we'll blow you away!

Maybe you've got brains
Maybe you're ruthless
Maybe you're just lucky
And we might let you join us
Maybe you just got
Something we need
Your house or your food
Your guns or your money
Don't ask for mercy
We don't know what it means
The closest thing I got is my M16
We love to have fun
We love to go berserk
Murder, rape, and pillage
Man, it's all a day's work

[Chorus: x4]

A string of victims, a legacy of blood
We've left the competition
Bleeding in the mud
We've got the numbers
And we've got the guns
And if you've got more than us
We'll know enough to run

[Chorus: x4]


Lyrics submitted by Dropkick_Rover

"Warlords" as written by Fred Small

Lyrics © FREDERICK E. SMALL D/B/A PINE BARRENS MUSIC

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