Over My Dead Body

Steve Taylor

Over My Dead Body



After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear

our "liberators" wanted Poland for a thoroughfare

I was a victim of December 1981

I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun



You plant your missiles while our people wait in line for bread

you hang an army tank above us by a bloody thread

you bought our government they crawl like bleating sheep to you

we know from history that human life is cheap to you



chorus:

Over my dead body redemption draweth nigh

over my dead body I hear a battle cry

try and blow out the fire--you're fanning the flames

we're gonna rise up from the ashes 'til we're ashes again



You make a mockery of all that we hold sacred here

you drive us underground in hopes that we will disappear

we seek our sanctuary where the altar candle burns

our dignity's a legacy the cross of Jesus reaffirms



(chorus)



After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear

our "liberators" wanted Poland for a thoroughfare

rise up my brothers don't despair the Iron Curtain's rod

someday we'll draw the string assisted by the hand of God



I was a victim of December 1981

I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun

you made a memory--the memory will multiply

you may kill the body but the spirit--it will never die