The shit hits the town
When the Chrysler plant shuts down
I signed on as a soldier
Because nobody gets older
In that Neverland

I tried to find a sign
Of my captain's grand design
But soon I would be learning
That every bush was burning
In that heathen sand

But Our Lady of Pompeii you are
Pretty in Gray in his arms of clay
But what were you going to say before?

Everybody fights a war but you
You're just waiting for your black nightingale

I think about the band
Write the letters you return unopened
The days bleed together
But I am never severed
And no one is saved

But at the end of days
Blood will flood out of their graves
The children that we murdered
The children we deserted
When we could have been brave

But Our Lady of Pompeii you are
Pretty in Gray in his arms of clay
But what were you going to say before?

Everybody fights a war
The ditches are full of witches
But a saint dies with her boots on


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