here s an easy target with just one quiet pop shot to hell anyway no reason to stop in the streets and the gutters the cotton fields in this land here s an easy target with a trigger in your hand so black lives matter who we trying to kid here s an easy target don t matter never did crosses burning such a long time ago 400 years and we still don t let it go well let the poor be damned and the easy targets too all are created equal equally beneath me and you children crying under the time keeping sun the war on the easy targets we won t ever get this done easy targets all along the avenue living here in sucker town baby me and you behind the bars to keep each other apart easy targets our country s broken heart our country s broken heart