Here's a little dance
It's always in style
You grab a little piece of the past with both hands and spin it
And if you find a fact or two you don't approve
You take 'em for a ride

Now you're on your way
To monuments and parades
People in the trance of that jackboot rhythm
Swept up and swept away
First come the flags and then the drums
Here come the guns
(Here they come)

When the truth came marching in
We were twisting in the nets
The way she was looking at me, well
I could see what was coming next
I'd like to stay for tea, but I gotta run
Here come the guns
Here come the guns
Here come the guns
Here come the guns