Told You So

And do those feet in modern times 
Walk upon the flowers 
And walk upon their brothers 
While the heads are busying lying low 
Trying to keep to cover...oh 

Something went wrong 
Along the way 
Everybody's waiting for 
Judgement day 
So they can go 
Told you so 

Bring me my gun of itching desire 
Bring me my bullets and I will fire 
Sights set higher than a tall church spire 

Standing in line 
The blind lead the blind 
Waiting and waiting 
For an overdue sign 
Brothers and sisters 
Playing Chinese whispers 
If things aren't suited 
Then they'll get diluted 

There's one more dead with a hole in his head 
He shouldn't have said all the things he said 
Many tears were shed for the blood he bled