Strike Anywhere

Ballad Of Bloody Run

Strike Anywhere


Echoes like the sound of a gunshot 
'cross the Richmond city night 
and are all the punks too drunk 
to stand upright 
She's still walking the streets 
until the daylight comes 
she says 'I'm the last one 
to grow up numb. 
My footsteps leave these 
little prints of light' 

'I'm the last one 
Let me be the last one 
to grow up numb' 

On the rotting docks 
near the auction blocks 
of which we don't speak 
and the lights on 
floods rebuilding 
covers up this old creek 
While our grandmothers walked 
past every numbered street 
a twelve hour day 
just for something to eat 
this long walk home is not 
taught in our history 

'I'm the last one 
Let me be the last one 
to grow up numb' 

Here's to the sweet smell 
of all the banks burning 
All the food is freed 
from the storehouse 
all the teachers are learning 
Fuck the laws 
For their greed 
the ratchet's thrown 
and we won't bleed 
our true wealth lies in the 
song of the land 
communities freed from 
this prison of god and men 

'Let me be the last one 
to grow up numb…' 

Echoes like the sound of a gunshot 
'cross the Richmond city night 
and are all the punks 
too drunk to stand upright? 

Are you addicted to the sight 
of spaces in-between 
when the night birds cry 
do you know what it means? 
It's the forgotten ones who ask us 
never to give up 

'I'm the last one 
Let me be the last one 
to grow up numb'