(SmithDickinson)

Turn the spotlights on the people

Sitch the dial and eat the worm

Take your chances, kill the engine

Drop your bombs and let it burn



White flags shot to ribbons,

The truce in black and burned.

Shellshock in the kitchen.

Tables overturned



[Chorus:]

Back in the village again

In the village,

I'm back in the village again.



Throwing dice now, rolling loaded

I see sixes all the way,

In a black hole and I'm spinning

As my wings get shot away.



No breaks on the inside,

Paper cats and burning barns,

There's fox among the chickens,

And a killer in the hounds.



Questions are a burden

And answers are a prison for oneself

Shellshock in the kitchen

Tables start to burn.



[Chorus]



But still we walk into the valley

And others try to kill the inner flame

We're burning brighter and before

I don't have a number, I'M A NAME!



Back in the village again

In the village

I'm back in the village again

Back in the village again

In the village



I'm back in the village

Back in the village

Back in the village again.