The Weapons Are Concealed

I'm wearing it I'm wearing it under my face An expression and an admission of my disgrace But I'm sure I will make it ok I will try try to give you something better I'm wearing it today But I'm sure I will make it ok I will try try to give you something better You with the grin on your face Me with the bag in its place I've put a rope round my neck I'm trying to win your respect Conceal the weapons! Conceal the weapons! Death shares everything I have Conceal the weapons! Conceal the weapons! But I hate the way I... Conceal the weapons! (x8) Blame it on the staring match between the two of us Blame it on the staring match between the two of us The two of us