Tribe After Tribe - Uh - Oh lyrics

It was the hand that signed, made the famine grow It was the hand that signed, that every mother know It was an ___ gun, it was a refuse brain It was a ___ gun, it was a bubble in the vein Out of, but not of the agony cries Little comes before the soldier boy dies They say that after the fight The weaker still know The hand that did the signing robbed the co*k of its crow Pack up your ___ Pack up your ___ Pack up your ___ And if the drowning is cruel, my hands unravel at your back And if your fear should ___, it's just a shadowless boss And if the christ should sleep And then ___ to the cross Out of, but not of the agony cries Little comes before the soldier boy dies They say that after the fight The weaker still know The hand that did the signing robbed the co*k of its crow Pack up your ___ Pack up your ___ My hands unravel at your back I've got a lot of things to look out for I've got a lot of people banging on my front door I've got a lot of things to look out for I've got a lot of things to think about Pack up your ___ Pack up your ___ Pack up your ___ I've got a lot of things to look out for I've got a lot of people banging on my front door