jon langford - american pageant lyrics
call me abel baker. i am fodder for the cause
i hang banners on the engines as they move off to the wars
with a drum roll they go creeping in red & blue & silver
smaller from a distance up close they look much bigger
i heard the lonely piper, he was marching up a hill
of tv sets and microwaves, petrol tanks & tills
blowing down the microphones to interrupt the game
& point in all directions but from where this trouble came
painting tiger t__th on rusty iron, just trying to keep the scorе
call me abel baker, just likе it was before
we scared you b_st_rds sh_tless & went from house to house
playing drum rolls on the bathtub we threw the baby out
i heard voices telling me that i should do my duty
everyday at half past three until my head was splitting
hide away another day down in the deep & winding &
anyone who hears this song gladly come & find me
i looked for something beautiful, i looked for something pure
i wallowed in the carcasses, the slop & the manure
screaming down the microphones calling stupid names
& point in all directions but from where this trouble came
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