Lyrics

Thought police a step behind
Creeping up on you
Preacher man, axe to grind
Lying 'bout what?s true?
Saints go in marching blind
The devil comes a? calling
Angels working overtime
Keep the sky from falling
Blow by blow
Hand to hand
Friend or foe
In No Man's land
Touch and go
Cold as steel
I said, touch and go...
Keepin' it real
Snakeman talk in riddles
Evil waits its turn
Surely Nero fiddles
While a billion Ground Zeroes burn...
Jet plane dove out of the sky
Struck that window pane
Shot the whole world through the eye
The Lord took his name in vain?
Blow by blow
Hand to hand
Friend or foe
In No Man's land
Touch and go
Cold as steel
I said, touch and go...
Keepin' it real
Running out of juice in this human race
Need a double dose of amazing grace
Blow by blow
Hand to hand
Friend or foe
In No Man's land
Touch and go
Cold as steel
I said, touch and go...
Keepin' it real

Jonathan Auerbach/Arrofire Music (ASCAP) 2007