Sweet child in time
You'll see the line
The line that's drawn between
Good and bad

See the blind man
Shooting at the world
Bullets flying
Taking toll

If you've been bad
Oh, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit
Oh, by flying lead

You'd better close your eyes
Ooooh, bow your head
And wait for the ricochet

Yeah, I wanna hear you say
Oh, yeah