Lyrics: Viva Mayday. Missionaries.

Have you seen?
The men with their guns
At the line on the top of the fight
Not knowing what to do with their own lives
So they take, they take away
Say now won?t you spread the news
All throughout the town
And keep your child waiting for more

But mother knows not what to say for your comforting
So won?t you keep your head up child and wait for more?

For the missionaries
Line up and shoot
To never see your wives again
Oh the missionaries
Line up and shoot
Innocent lives they take away

Charlie?s going to watch him and his people
All go down without a fight
For they?re going to blind him to his fault
And no one knows oh no one cares
If he?s wrong or if he?s right
But what?s it fair for you to ask
Just as long as they hold the truth

So won?t you hold onto my soul?
For I now know
Which way to go
So won?t you take and spit in my hand?
To make us all
A man

So don?t you worry we?ll prove your right
Just keep your head on tight
For the night will open ways
To the blind man?s sight
Father won?t you stand
And hold your son?s hand

For the sake of us all