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 chaos, 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