Caught up strolling in the dark of the night
In the wrong neighbourhood in the very wrong time
c car comes creeping and a window rolls down
c flash from a barrel a tremendous sound
cnd back home, there is a man with no brother
anymore

Four kids lying in the middle of the floor
They're never gonna see their parents no more
The teacher stares on a bullet in her brain
She never gonna teach in this classroom again
cnd back home, there is a man with no lover
anymore

So put your toys away
and go back home
It doesn't have to be this way
but you're on and on
Hold your head up
and your rifles high
cnd maybe one day
the one that you know die

Jenny is a young girl she's just out on her first date
She waits in the theatre her new boyfriend is running late
Her mind a swirling fantasy of kisses and holding hands
When in through the front door walks a tormented young man
He pulls out his pistol, and his first shots they soar high
But then he gets his nerve up and the first randoms start to die
Jenny runs in terror and she hides behind a shelf
Moments later the lonely young man turns the pistol upon himself
cnd back home, oh and back home

So put your toys away
and go back home
It doesn't have to be this way
but you're on and on
Hold your head up
and your rifles high
cnd maybe one day
the one that you know die