From the recording Devil's Dollars
Mid-tempo, Dark Sultry -
A letter to ICE that lets them know that their cruelty and lawlessness will come to a reckoning that will haunt them for the rest of their days.
Featuring: Liz Miller - Lead and background vocals
Margaret McClure - Background vocals
Andrew Machin - Background vocals, acoustic & electric guitars, bass, and drums
Lyrics
You rip babies from their mother’s arms
And fathers from their sons
You hide behind your masks and shields and your military guns
You’re a make - believe wannabe soldier
You fight imaginary wars
There’s gonna be a reckoning
And you’re gonna get yours
The devil don’t do his own dirty work
He finds fools for hire
You stepped up like a hungry dog to pour gasoline on fire
You think your safe in your numbers
But we are millions more
There’s gonna be a reckoning
And you’re gonna get yours
Coz you took those devil’s dollars
And I’ll bet you didn’t know
You’ll find it’s gonna wind up costing
All your heart and soul
There will be screams that haunt your dreams
And a shame you’ll never shake
You can kneel and pray your sins away
But it will be too late
Instrumental Break
We’ve seen the wake of power and greed
Time and time again
One thing you can count on
The good guys always win
You’re on the wrong side of history
The truth is keeping score
There’s gonna be a reckoning
And you’re gonna get yours
Coz you took those devil’s dollars
And I’ll bet you didn’t know
You’ll find it’s gonna wind up costing
All your heart and soul
There will be screams that haunt your dreams
And a shame you’ll never shake
You can kneel and pray your sins away
But it will be too late
It will be too late
It will be too late
It will be too late