John and Jimmy - Modern Life Is War

The neighbor boy is home from the war.

His father’s pride…

It spills across the factory floor.

And Jimmy, in the paper, I saw you…

Holding that gun

And I read the interview about the 234

And the blood in the sand of an oil rich land.

While I was back home safe and clean.

John and Jimmy…

Say a prayer for us…

The passive sinners.

I bite my tongue.

I shake your hand.

Yeah, I’m still playing in that stupid band.

'Cause we all do what we gotta do, boys.

We’re all doing whatever we can.