Lyrics:

Well, you praise him, then you thank him
'Til you reach the by-and-by
And I've won hundreds at the track
But I'm not bettin' on the afterlife

Then you kiss his lips
He forgives you for it
He forgives you for all you've done
But not me
I'm still angry

What have I done?
Why am I always missing with
The big guns?

First, I'll build a sword
Get some words to explain
It's a plan, brother, at least
And I'll pretend that everybody here wants peace
Have mercy, have mercy, have mercy on me
'Cause we're tired and lonely and we're bloody

What have we done?
Why are we still runnin'
From our own failing bodies?
The big guns
The big guns

Sing mercy, sing mercy, sing mercy on me
Let's pretend that everybody here wants peace

What have we done?
Why are we still chasing our own tails and running
From the big guns?
The big guns
The big guns