The Rolling Stones - Highwire lyrics

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We sell 'em missiles, We sell 'em tanks

We give 'em credit, You can call up the bank

It's just a business, You can pay us in crude

You'll love these toys, just go play out your feuds

We got no pride, don't know whose boots to lick

We act so greedy, makes me sick sick sick

So get up, stand up, out of my way

I wanna talk to the boss right away

Get up, stand up, who's gonna pay

I wanna talk to the man right away

We walk the highwire

Sending men to the front line

And hoping they don't catch the hell-fire

Of hot guns and cold, cold lies

We walk the highwire

Send the men to the front lines

And tell 'em to hotbed the sunshine

With hot guns and cold, cold lies

Our lives are threatened, our jobs at risk

Sometimes dictators need a slap on the wrist

Another Munich we just can't afford

We're gonna send in the 82nd Airborne

Get up, stand up, who's gonna pay

I wanna talk to the boss right away

Get up, stand up, outta my way

I wanna talk to the man right away

We walk the highwire

Putting the world out on a dead lie

And hoping they don't taste the shell-fire

Of hot guns and cold, cold lies

We walk the highwire

Putting the world out on a dead lie

Catching the fight on the primetime

With hot guns and cold, cold lies

Get up! Stand up!

Dealer! Stealer!

Hey!

We walk the highwire

Sending men to the front line

And hoping that we backed the right side

With hot guns and cold, cold lies

We walk the highwire

Sending men to the front line

And hoping they don't catch the hell-fire

With hot guns and cold, cold, cold, cold, cold lies

We walk the highwire

We walk the highwire

With hot guns and cold, cold, cold lies.