It’s time to grow eyes
In the back of your head
Cuz the posses, they're comin to town

They know right from wrong
And they leave sinners dead
So keep your head low and voice down

They don’t need no judge
They don’t need no proof
Cuz they've got the power to yell

To blast of their guns
And shout out their chants
And usher in the kingdom of hell

They know their place
And their place is your life
So when they come to town
You'd better start thinking twice
Cuz they know God’s truth
Justifies their abuse
So will you still be hanging around
When the posses start comin to town?

It surely won’t matter
What you’ve done over years
When they see through your soul in a flash

They call what they see
Shout it high from the trees
And burn you right down into ash

They’re drunk off their power
How they love a good w(h)ine
To help see where their enemies lie

A sip of what’s true
And they might just see you
Better grow wings, learn to fly

They know their place
And their place is your life
So when they come to town
Better start thinking twice
Cuz they know God’s truth
Justifies their abuse
So will you still be hanging around
When the posses start comin to town?

They think in a bubble
And see through a tunnel
And hear only those who agree

They listen to no one
While preaching their anthem
And bear no responsibility

They take what they covet
And claim that they love it
Then cast everything to the side

What they really desire
Is more wood for the fire
My friend, you’re looking dry

They know their place
And their place is your life
So when they come to town
Better start thinking twice
Cuz they know God’s truth
Justifies their abuse
So will you still be hanging around
When the posses start comin to town?