Violent Femmes - Hallowed Ground

The prophet is a fool
The spiritual man is mad
For the multitude of thy iniquity
And the great hatred...

Everyone's tryin' to decide where to go
When there's no place to hide
I follow the bombs as they're coming down
This must have been
Hallowed Ground

No matter what they decide to have done
Burn up the clouds
Block out the sun
My hope is in one they can't bring down
My soul is in
Hallowed Ground

I see the fear
It's on the rise
Let's catch the enemy
By surprise

Bury your treasure
Where it can't be found
Bury it deep
In Hallowed Ground