Текст песни: The Bravery of Being Out of Range + перевод

You have a natural tendency to squeeze off a shot

You’re good fun at parties, you wear the right masks

You’re old but you still like a laugh in the locker room

You can’t abide change, you’re at home on the range

You opened the suitcase, behind the old workings

To show off the magnum, you deafened the canyon

A comfort a friend, only upstaged in the end

By the Uzi machine gun, does the recoil remind you

Remind you of sex

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next, yeah-yeah

Old timer who you gonna kill next

I looked over Jordan and what did I see

Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris

I swam in your pools and lay under your palm trees

I looked in the eyes of the Indian

Who lay on the Federal Building steps

And through the range finder over the hill

I saw the frontline boys popping their pills

Sick of the mess they find on their desert stage

And the bravery of being out of range

Yeah the question is vexed

Old man what the hell you gonna kill next, yeah-yeah

Old timer who you gonna kill next

Hey bartender over here

Two more shots and two more beers

Sir, turn up the TV sound

The war has started on the ground

Just love those laser guided bombs

They’re really great for righting wrongs

You hit the target and win the game

From bars 3,000 miles away

3,000 miles away

We play the game

With the bravery of being out of range

We zap and maim

With the bravery of being out of range

We strafe the train

With the bravery of being out of range

We gained terrain

With the bravery of being out of range

We play the game

With the bravery of being out of range

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