Homespun
Faithless on the skids Being hung out to dry,
Oh I've seen better days
With the sunlight fading like a
Tabloid and I
I have found
All those double-barreled
Freedom fighters are in
For themselves,
And this call to arms has
Never been about anything else
Fire one more round
But hate is not a lone assailant
Hear the drummers' pound
Won't you listen to the homespun violent
Sound
Hatred on the prowl
Underneath a
New guise
Garb and gown
And he's so persuasive
When you look in his eyes
All dumbfound
All the double-talkin'
Politicians expose their intimate lives
While the sheep are lowing
For the shepherd is sure
He never arrives
Fire one more round
The hate is not a lone assailant
Hear the drummers pound
Listen to the homespun violent
Sound
Sound
Sound
Ooh, I'll tell you how it pains to say this
Ugliness is ours
But I would rather lay in bed
And maybe even sleep all day
And then maybe sleep some more
Some more
Suspicion is a powerful religion when it
Leads to force
On these shores
In the jungles of the midwest
Dwarf militia
Train for war
Right on course
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