All Your Friends

On and on
You're told which side you're on
You're forced, you're thrown
To become the scythe to cut the corn

And all your friends, they ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset and away they go
All your friends, they ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset and away they're thrown
Into the fire

Ten below
The call comes on the radio
Over you go
And the red now all the rivers flow, the poppies grow

All your friends, they ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset and away they go
All your friends, they ride into the sunset
On and on
You're told which side you're on
I forced your throne
To become science to cut the con

All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away we blow
All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away we're thrown
Into the fire

Ten below
Call comes in on the radio
I felt you go
And red now, all the rivers flow
Poppies grow

All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away we blow
All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Ride into the sunset
And we're taken home

Open fire
Open fire

Open fire
Open fire
Open fire
Just ride and fire Into the fire

Open fire, open fire!