That's When I Reach for My Revolver

Once I had my heroes

And once I had my dreams

But all of that is changed now

They've turned things inside out

The truth is not that comfortable, no!

And Mother taught us patience

The virtues of restraint

And Father taught us boundaries

Beyond which we must go

To find the secrets promised us, yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when it all gets blown away

That's when I reach for my revolver

The spirit fights to find its way

A friend of mine once told me

His one and only aim

To build a giant castle

And live inside his name

Cry and whispers sing in muted pain

Yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when it all gets blown away

That's when I reach for my revolver

The spirit fights to find its way

Tonight the sky is empty

But that is nothing new

Its dead eyes look upon us

And they tell me

We're nothing

But slaves

That's when I reach for my revolver

Just slaves

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

• Artist:Mission of Burma
• Album:Signals, Calls, and Marches (1981)