In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Stomping lines in international sand
Feeding blood drinking habits of the Elephant Man
Quench his thirst, when black water rises
He takes you around toward the burning horizon
Yeah, motherfucker, lets take a ride
We're rollin' round irate, someone has got to die
Trick or Treat, in dying need
So roll the dice as we leave
Cause it's 8 miles of pure luck with warm bags of
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Privatize to conceal all the lies
Big Business is booming, like its the fourth of July
No need for all the formalities, Jump the kangaroo corpse
And flank beneath the trees
Yeah, motherfucker, lets take a ride
Running red lights in a green zone
Someone has got to die
(Pity me?) there's nothing here to see
So throw the dice for me please, and let's
Store the pint of blood to cash in to refund
Guaran-fucking-teed
Just sign the deed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Someone has got to die
Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right
Black liquid assets, fuck the Mujahideen
Paint their picket fences Red with the American dream
Lay your heavy hammer down
Get the job done right
Jacked up, and cocked in, to a firefight
Covert reactions said you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American Dream
Yeah
They all die
Fucking Murder
Guaran-fucking-teed, Someone will bleed.
Lay your heavy hammer down,
Get the job done right.
Jacked up, and cocked in, to a firefight.
Covert reactions said you never saw me.
A glass parking lot in the American Dream.
Feeding blood drinking habits of the Elephant Man
Quench his thirst, when black water rises
He takes you around toward the burning horizon
Yeah, motherfucker, lets take a ride
We're rollin' round irate, someone has got to die
Trick or Treat, in dying need
So roll the dice as we leave
Cause it's 8 miles of pure luck with warm bags of
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Privatize to conceal all the lies
Big Business is booming, like its the fourth of July
No need for all the formalities, Jump the kangaroo corpse
And flank beneath the trees
Yeah, motherfucker, lets take a ride
Running red lights in a green zone
Someone has got to die
(Pity me?) there's nothing here to see
So throw the dice for me please, and let's
Store the pint of blood to cash in to refund
Guaran-fucking-teed
Just sign the deed
Guaran-fucking-teed
Someone will bleed
Someone has got to die
Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right
Black liquid assets, fuck the Mujahideen
Paint their picket fences Red with the American dream
Lay your heavy hammer down
Get the job done right
Jacked up, and cocked in, to a firefight
Covert reactions said you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American Dream
Yeah
They all die
Fucking Murder
Guaran-fucking-teed, Someone will bleed.
Lay your heavy hammer down,
Get the job done right.
Jacked up, and cocked in, to a firefight.
Covert reactions said you never saw me.
A glass parking lot in the American Dream.
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this song is so amazing. its def. my favorite off the new album. I love the lines "black liquid assets fuck the mujahideen, paint their picket fences red with the american dream." so fuckin sick.
pretty simple message. Contractors in Iraq dont give a shit about harming civs or anything else as long as they still fulfill their contract and get paid.