there'll be a owl - 'sleeping on my grave
waiting - 'for me to sneak out
o i wont shout
ill be 'struggling & i wont be saved
cause i only feel - 'human vanity
all day - 'people around me
yea they make howl
my 'lonely graveyard-bound soul
they're just the slaves - of their appetite
they get stoned - on television
and they die
with self consious insanity
but though im - happy with nausea
bombs explode - that's all ill ever need
to wake me up
and write my blues again
so thank you - mr president
i owe you - the meaning of this song
i hope that you'll
be glad to sing along
masters of war - hard 'rain will fall again
even the pawns - 'can kill the king at chess
you praise your god
but he's just your mind thinking aloud