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Tell Me A Story Lyrics
Tell me a story, settle the cards.
Give me a cause for the foreign wars.
Wrap me up in our flag,
and let the bombs fall where they may.
Tell me a tale, make the puzzle whole.
Give it to the pilgrim without a soul.
Sell it to the miner who can't afford his coal
and may the history factory never close.
You can build an army of this rabble yet.
You can make a nation from the ashes of the dead. Tell them a story:
god blood and glory,
brew up an enemy:
they're comin' to steal your bread.
And let the bombs fall where they may
on faces I don't see with names I cannot say.
For I trust the storyteller with my vote.
I, pilgrim was sold a golden soul,
sold a soul, sold his soul.
The first thing I remember?
Waking up and seeing you there.
Comfort like a fire, like an answer to a prayer.
Like a beacon in the blackness,
solace from the racket.
Take your shears to the briars.
Kill the chaors, make it clear.
Tell me why the buildings fall and everybody dies.
I have so many questions,
just tell me where to sign...
and I'll take up arms and lock all the doors
and I'll tell them a story 'bout the good guys
of the war, of the war.
Tell me a story to help me slip away.
I drank up an enemy.
So let the bombs rain from our parade
and fall where they may.
Give me a cause for the foreign wars.
Wrap me up in our flag,
and let the bombs fall where they may.
Tell me a tale, make the puzzle whole.
Give it to the pilgrim without a soul.
Sell it to the miner who can't afford his coal
and may the history factory never close.
You can build an army of this rabble yet.
You can make a nation from the ashes of the dead. Tell them a story:
god blood and glory,
brew up an enemy:
they're comin' to steal your bread.
And let the bombs fall where they may
on faces I don't see with names I cannot say.
For I trust the storyteller with my vote.
I, pilgrim was sold a golden soul,
sold a soul, sold his soul.
Waking up and seeing you there.
Comfort like a fire, like an answer to a prayer.
Like a beacon in the blackness,
solace from the racket.
Take your shears to the briars.
Kill the chaors, make it clear.
Tell me why the buildings fall and everybody dies.
I have so many questions,
just tell me where to sign...
and I'll take up arms and lock all the doors
and I'll tell them a story 'bout the good guys
of the war, of the war.
I drank up an enemy.
So let the bombs rain from our parade
and fall where they may.
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sounds like a song about the "war on terrorism". "Tell me why the buildings fall and everybody dies."- 9/11 "You can make a nation from the ashes of the dead."- invasion of Iraq or Afghanistan
Sounds like the singer is lamenting how history is written so we mericans get to feel like heroes, nd it leaves out the bad stuff. the middle part sounds like a totally different topic
I think it is about how a nation gets to a place such as where we are in the world today, we as in the united states. Not meaning to sound cocky or what have you, but the united states is a fairly wealthy and secure nation but we would not be where we are today had we not cut corners, concealed truths, and deceived citizens. We are where we are as a nation because of those things, and all the while the price we are ultimately paying may seem little to those up top, but it is the character of our country that is slowly being lost in the scuffle of lies and deceit.
All said and done, we are defined by those in power of our country and unless that power is brought down and a true union within out citizens is established we are ultimately just a country without a soul.