(Dedicated to the memory of Brian Deneke)



Each town has its cliques those who don't get along

and then there's towns I know where certain kids just don't belong

so know your rivals and watch your back

'cause no one's gonna be there when the enemy attacks



Chorus:

When the justice eludes you it's the fortunes of war

wouldn't things be different had the tables been turned?

If the people won't protect you you must fend for yourself

when the justice eludes you it's the fortunes of war



You drove right over him and then you sped away

how does it feel to kill and know you didn't pay?

So walk away even though a life is gone someday,

you'll know the price when god repays you for your wrongs.