Bill Beare - Rattlers Lyrics

There's something brewing in the corridors of state
Sinister ministers of violence and hate
Creeping, crawling and scrawling on the wall. Pushing policies of: 'Kill 'em all!'
Crawling, creeping, slithering in your ear
Hissing, 'This talk is cheap. What we need is fear
Strong men acting with strong-arm tactics
No chat from a diplomat can beat the hardline practice
Turn up the noise, shout it loud, standing steady
Convoys of big boys' toys rolled up and ready. Yayee yeah'

Rattlers, rattlers. Snake in the grass
Rattlers, sabre rattlers. Got a future straight from the past
Rattlers, rattlers. Always cooking, always looking to kick somebody's ass

My God! where did it start? Maybe bullies or bullied in the schoolyard
Faces pushed in the dirt. And there's a taste for pain and hurt
Where does it end? An ignorance of pleas. Revenge. An opponent on its knees
No mercy. No, it's not a sin. Laughing, cursing 'That's how you win! Yayee Yeah'

Rattlers crying, crying 'Don't worry about dying, answer the call
All in, adrenalin, red alert, settle it once and for all
It's open slather. Assault and batter 'em
What does it matter, damage is collateral? Just love the rush, the heat of battle
And go get 'em just where you want 'em. Shake and shatter 'em
Go boys go, go get yourselves in it. Go boys go, settle it. Win it!'

Rattlers, rattlers. Snake in the grass
Rattlers, rattlers. Masters of the darkest arts
Rattlers, sabre rattlers. Lusting for war, slithering in the dark
Rattlers, rattlers. Evil deep in their hearts
And the world shakes, rattles and rocks
Until we put these bastards back in their box
Rattlers. Cut off their cocks!