Lock And Key — Rush

I don't want to face the killer instinct -- Face it in your or me

We carry a sensitive cargo Below the waterline -- Ticking like a time bomb With a primitive design

Behind the finer feelings -- This civilized veneer -- The heart of a lonely hunter Guards a dangerous frontier

The balance can sometimes fail -- Strong emotions can tip the scale --

Don't want to silence a desperate voice For the sake of security No one wants to make a terrible choice On the price of being free I don't want to face the killer instinct -- face it in you or me So we keep it under lock and key...

It's not a matter of mercy It's not a matter of laws Plenty of people will kill you for some fanatical cause

It's not a matter of conscience -- A search for probable cause It's just a matter of instinct -- a matter of fatal flaws

No reward for resistance No assistance -- no applause...

we don't want to be victims on that we all agree, so we lock up the killer instinct -- and throw away the key...