People Will Read Again Lyrics

Peter robbed the steaks
a tounge for battle
C say came to play?
then ran for cover
I dont know just arrived home
Soup is on the table
grilled cheese and cambells
fuel the troops for fighting
i burned my tounge but, show no sign of pain or fear

To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo.
Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo.
but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors.

Chupacabra on the wing
now come back down sir
Bently cleared his plate
and then cleared Toto's
put my faith in bare and ?? talk

you can hide but i smell it
stinking wet fur, you don't seem to mind it.
you can hide but they'll find you
my team of black birds
you can hide but they'll find you
They'll see you tilt behind the bush



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Shallow Breathing

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and if we take this battle to the water
you'll be stripped of skin by dancing otters
do you feel that slim between your toes
the screeching eels are singing, yayayayayayayayayaya
They'll pull you down and poke your eyes, till we damn

To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo
Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo
but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors for anyone

Little lumps of earth under their nails
Little pink round boys that smell like moss
Escaping out the door before she could
Protect their noses from the frost
Little fingers on the trigger
Little minds right on the cus
On pointing guns at one another
Tree trimmers starting at the trunk

I took the neighbors dogs
we set our course for north
My comrad took his ??? bastard bid, of course
born on the blackest ?scout? he and i took the lead
we pressed forward in the night

We were using hands as gun, They pulled their fingers back like they had bows.
They grabbed their chest like they'd been shot, we chucked crabapple forth like they were bombs.

We were using hands as gun, They pulled their fingers back like they had bows.
They grabbed their chest like they'd been shot, we chucked crabapple forth like they were bombs.

and through the neighbors lawns
Over the miles of villages
we tear up flowers
melting satless in their filthy beds
?straps were mess of birds?
my skin a swollen grey
I patch his wounds up with my shirt
and scrap the mud away

(we just arrived over the hill, ?????)

We point and shoot never ask why.

?tree fingers and trigger fingers alike?
you both agree
THIS IS A WAR!
(THIS IS A WAR!)

I'll be the dirt solider
caught up in the grey war

I'll be the dirt solider
sent onto


To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo
Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo
but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors




To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo
Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo
but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors for anyone.