"The Guilty Ones" lyrics

You know what it is
Yeah!
Oh, oh

Walking down a corridor
In an introverted daze
He said, "Watch out, the night is young"
He sent the soldiers home
Much to their dismay
All except the guilty ones

Time to teach a lesson
With the six-string and the sticks
That he was still the master
And not some magic trick, no
Oh
Hear me now

Step into a phone booth
Where all illusions die
The truth comes out
To acknowledge or deny

Movie stars and bank tellers
Single moms and the drunk fellas
Some easier to tease, some harder to please
Still he tries (oh yeah)

The whispering of tyrants
Their selves are going heard
He's marching with them over
Without a single word
Watch him now

Ooh, watch him go
Watch him now
Uh
Yeah, that's it
Oh

Guilty ones
Oh
Yeah

Generation to generation
Let it be upheld
Who I really am
Only time will tell
To the almighty life force

That grows stronger with every course
Yes, give praise lest she be among
The guilty ones
Oh
Come on

Behold the damaged ones
Walking down a corridor
The battle has been won
All hail to the matadors
That give praise to the sun
The guilty ones

The guilty ones
The guilty ones
The guilty ones
Go!

(Na-na-na) oh yeah
Oh yeah (na-na)