Lyrics:

Well it's 3 o'clock in the early morn'
You've got your bedface on at the break of dawn
So you light another cig and say your prayers
The thief has come equipped with his gun, come on now

Oh-ohh, oh-ohh, oh-ohh, oh

Well he came without warning like three thousand men swarming
Right out of the sky, like a torch in the night
Well the rocks were screaming and said it was dreaming
I've been here before when I was killed in the war

Oh-ohh, oh-ohh, oh-ohh, oh

There's a man who can decide between what's wrong and what's right
There's a son who won't fight for what his father thinks is right
Like Judas of old, with a kiss, you'll be sold
And those who deny, will drop like flies

Oh-ohh, oh-ohh, oh-ohh, oh-ohh