Don’t go down that road, children, the ground don’t feel the same.
Don’t follow those papers calling, they only know one name.
We’ve watched too many wander, thinking they had no choice.
We’ve heard the quiet after, louder than any voice.
Don’t go.
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t take on what they load.
Keep your life in your hands.
Keep your feet on your land.
Turn their war talk down.
Turn the whole thing down.
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t trust the signs they’re raising, painted fast in the dark.
Don’t trust the marching orders, they always miss their mark.
We’ve seen the waiting families, counting days that never end.
We’ve seen the cost they’re hiding, and we won’t let you bend.
Don’t go.
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t take on what they load.
Keep your life in your hands.
Keep your feet on your land.
Turn their war talk down.
Turn the whole thing down.
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t follow sirens calling, they’re worn and thin with lies.
Don’t follow flags they’re waving, they never see who dies.
We’ve heard the broken voices, telling truths in shattered lines.
They said nothing ever changes, except the parts they left behind.
Don’t go.
Don’t go down that road.
Final Chorus
Don’t go down that road.
Don’t take on what they load.
Don’t be pushed, pulled, or promised.
Don’t pretend their reasons hold.
Shut the war down tonight.
Shut the whole thing down.
Don’t go down that road.
