I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan And keep my friends real close, yeah, this is how it’s gonna go I’m gonna find my knife and run it through those stitches Throw my friends down in the ditches before they even know what I’ve come here for Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge Take the Heartland and make it look easy Take the Heartland, you’ll die in the end Take the Heartland I’m gonna grow my hair down to my face like a Fidel Castro Like a Che Guevara or a Fidel Castro And I’m gonna grant my folk my life’s one last wish And I’m gonna take their life with a knife And I’m gonna sit and wait, not fall Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge Take the Heartland and make it look easy Take the Heartland, we’ll die in the end Take the Heartland Should I kill you with my sword, yeah? Or should I kill you with this word? You say sit, you say stand, you say stop, you say go You say sit, you say stop, you say what, you say no You say go, you say sit, you say stand, you say stop You say go, you say sit, and you sit and you watch us all Should I kill you with my sword, yeah? Or should I kill you with this word? Take the Heartland Take the Heartland, your sense of revenge Take the Heartland, you make it look easy Take the Heartland I set myself by the west, by the watch, by the wall I set myself by the wish, by the watch, by the wall I set myself by the words, by the watch, by the wall I set myself by the words, by the voice that I heard