Terry Mills

Lyrics

TWO DIALOGUES

Why you wanna kill this man? Tell me what he’s done to you.
I see your anger’s made its mark. Why you drag me into this?
He’s pretty beaten up and bruised

Isn’t he one of your own? Isn’t this a private war?
You seem to be a jealous lot; what’s he got that you ain’t got?
Why you wanna go this far?

And why won’t you defend yourself? Won’t you offer any proof?
Your lack of speech confuses me when all I want from you is truth.

Question not my loyalty. I know where my allegiance lies.
But your request makes little sense, condemning of the innocent.
Why is death the one reply?
And don’t you know your destiny lies within my realm of power?
You speak of greater power still; a different fight, a different will
has brought you to this very hour

My wife says I should take a stand; hysteria is on the rise
The path of least resistance, then. I’ll give into the loudest cries.

I wash my hands of the lot of you
I wash my hands of the lot of you
I wash my hands…….