For God and Country
Album - 1 febbraio 1995 - Debaser id 67324

Reason is gone
this brain is out of practice
thinking is alien
it's alien to me

The day is trought the lights are off and i'm alone again
Electrons comfort me the television is my only friend

There was a time that i swore
this would never happen to me

I look for inspiration like I've never done so many times
There's something missing here i can't define
would you like to come to a place inside my head
or would you like to watch me fall asleep instead

indecision television
takes my mind away
growing stronger how much longer
will things be this away

I look at my close friend they wear expressions of concern
They don't want me to forget all that they think I've learned
I've explain my situation but why can't they see
friday's just another night for me

indecision television
takes my mind away
growing stronger how much longer
will things be this way

now there's feeling that i get when i'm at peace will all see
and it's rare time that i spend with no one else around but me
these moments are so precious now
getting better just like wine
but wine won't make me happy

there was a time i thought it would
i thought it could i thougt it should
now turned around i'm looking down
there's nothing there but i can still
see my self a lonely boy

the day is trought the lights are off and i'm alone again
electrons comfort me the television is my only friend

there was a time that i swore
tis would never happen to me

how ready are you
to die for an ideal
what's the connection,
between a lie and what is real
Mother Superior

I've got an angel on my back
I'm one of the righteous
and I'm never going back
no, no, no
I'm never going back

who's that shining forth-right man
about to die behind me
he's waiting for the portress to
send me head over heels
who's that black-heart four-star
general walking up the hill
to ask the liberals nicely
to help, finance his private war

and if I didn't trust that man
when he puts the rifle in your hand
sings you songs of pageantry and grace
and how much you want to bet
on the other side
there's a man with twice your pride
and they put you feet first in an
unmarked grave

there was a time in our history
when we justified by saying
our destinies manifest
now imperialism is the mantra
of the west

see that trigger happy
college boys, love a chance
to try out their new toys
then they wash the city streets
clean, with the blood of infidels

as the fabric of democracy
lay tattered in the dust
we could put, another greedy man
into the dictatorial
puppet-show, now
tell me, who do you trust
who do you trust

in a volatile hemisphere
we'll perpetuate a hostile
atmosphere
call it a threat
to national security
call it just a poor-sick face
one more place,
to export cheap labor

hail the monarchy
hail the oligarchy
a potential for anarchy
and we pat ourselves
firmly on the back

i used to be like her we were one and the same
i used to hold her i used to know her name
out on the water i feel her once again
i used to be like her i used to call her friend

she was a lost child running way too fast
no matter where she went she could not get away
there's a voice reverberating deep inside my head
telling me i should have made her stay

'cause now there's no one but me
and i feel the sting

there was a time she was beautiful
she had so much life to give
but now all i remember is the broken shell
i see in my nightmares
i can hardly recognize her

doesn't it feel good
doesn't the sting feel good