Burnt Alive - Rocket From The Crypt

Where were you back in 1953?

Too young to remember, but old enough to say

That war lied

Did you hold a hair on the back of your neck

Put a song in your head and memorize a bit

Said, «War slide»

Savor every tear, and you favor every tear

Ride on Be ready, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, be ready, oh, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, oh, be ready, be ready

Burnt alive, so burnt alive

Burnt alive, burnt alive

Do you remember 1968?

Too dumb to worry but old enough to hate

It and hide

A death to remember, photos came out gray

Finger printed bruises or finger painted face

When and why

Did you drop the bomb on the back of her head?

Ride on Be ready, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, oh, be ready, oh, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, oh, be ready, oh, be ready

I like to Burnt alive, so burnt alive

Burnt alive, burnt alive

Still there’s reason to apologize

For my thoughts

And who made me feel so sorry too?

You made me admit

Still, there’s reason to apologize

It’s all my fault

And who made me feel so sorry too?

You made me admit

Ride on Be ready, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, oh, be ready, be ready

I like to ride on Be ready, oh, be ready, be ready

Burnt alive, burnt alive

Burnt alive, yeah, burnt alive