War brought us together

Blew the world apart

You handed me the dagger

Aimed towards your heart



And I was laughing

Your eyes were televisions

High above the static

I waited for an intermission



Painted on the plaster

Covered it with chalk

Lined our mouths with alcohol

Talked about the war



That we were winning

It was on the television

The soldier boys were singing

And prayed for an intermission



Some of you are happy

Some of you are poor

Some of you would kill yourselves just to be reborn



I hope you're happy

I hope your prayers are answered

I hope you feed your family

When my ashes scatter