Burma (written by C. Conley)
  Once I had my heroes
  Once I had my dreams
  But all of that is changed now
  Gets twisted inside out
  The truth is not that comfortable, no
  No
  And Mother taught us patience
  The virtues of restraint
  And Father taught us boundaries
  In honor we must go
  The vanity will colour us, yeah
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That's when it all gets blown away
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That feeling passes by this way
  A friend of mine once told me
  His one and only aim
  To build a giant castle
  And in it sign his name
  The silence whispers me and you in chains ???
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That's when it all gets blown away
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That feeling passes by this way
  Yeah
  And now the sky is empty
  But that is nothing new
  The dead eyes look upon us
  And they tell me we're nothing but things ???
  That's when I reach for my revolver (but things)
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That's when I reach for my revolver
  That's when I reach for my revolver