We sell 'em missiles, We sell 'em tanksWe give 'em credit, You can call the bankIt's just a business, You can pay us in crudeYou love these toys, just go play out your feudsGot no pride, don't know whose boots to lickWe act so greedy, makes me sick sick sickSo get up, stand up, out of my wayI want to talk to the boss right awayGet up, stand up, whose gonna payI want to talk to the man right awayWe walk the highwireSending the men up to the front lineHoping they don't catch the hell fireWith hot guns and cold, cold nightsWe walk the highwireSending the men up to the front lineAnd tell 'em to hotbed the sunshineWith hot guns and cold, cold nightsOur lives are threatened, our jobs at riskSometimes dictators need a slap on the wristAnother Munich we just can't affordWe're gonna send in the eighty-second airborneGet up, stand up, who's gonna payI wanna talk to the boss right awayGet up, stand up, outta my wayI wanna talk to the man right awayWe walk the highwirePutting the world out on a deadlineAnd hoping they don't catch the shellfireWith hot guns and cold, cold nightsWe walk the highwirePutting the world out on a deadlineCatching the bite on primetimeWith hot guns and cold, cold nightsGet up! Stand up!Dealer! Stealer!Hey!We walk the highwireWe send all our men into the front linesWe're hoping that we backed the right sideWith hot guns and cold, cold nightsWe walk the highwireWe send all the men up to the front linesAnd hoping they don't catch the hellfireWith hot guns and cold cold, cold, cold,cold nightsWe walk the highwireWe walk the highwireWith hot guns and cold, cold, cold nightsWith hot guns and cold, cold nightsJagger/Richards
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We sell 'em missiles, We sell 'em tanks
We give 'em credit, You can call the bank
It's just a business, You can pay us in crude
You love these toys, just go play out your feuds
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 want to talk to the boss right away
Get up, stand up, whose gonna pay
I want to talk to the man right away
We walk the highwire
Sending the men up to the front line
Hoping they don't catch the hell fire
With hot guns and cold, cold nights
We walk the highwire
Sending the men up to the front line
And tell 'em to hotbed the sunshine
With hot guns and cold, cold nights
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 eighty-second 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 deadline
And hoping they don't catch the shellfire
With hot guns and cold, cold nights
We walk the highwire
Putting the world out on a deadline
Catching the bite on primetime
With hot guns and cold, cold nights
Get up! Stand up!
Dealer! Stealer!
Hey!
We walk the highwire
We send all our men into the front lines
We're hoping that we backed the right side
With hot guns and cold, cold nights
We walk the highwire
We send all the men up to the front lines
And hoping they don't catch the hellfire
With hot guns and cold cold, cold, cold,
cold nights
We walk the highwire
We walk the highwire
With hot guns and cold, cold, cold nights
With hot guns and cold, cold nights
Jagger/Richards
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