Every bird of song
is a butcher keep in mind
And I'm taking names
Of all of them who marred mine you cried like a newborn
you wailed ample praise
Your gods wretch and dizzy from turning in their graves
And it's such a shame such a shame
When people don't turn out to be what they claim
It's a shame
A lowdown shame
bled out and sold dead
and it's such a shame, shame, shame
I could not control
Said trebuchet eyes
spare me your good intentions with White Paper lies consummated shadows
and saccharine deeds
The country kept vigil
by their television screens
And it's such a shame such a shame
when people don't turn out to be what they claim
It's a shame
A lowdown shame
Bled out and sordid
and it's such a shame, shame, shame
And it's such a shame such a shame
When people don't turn out to be what they claim
It's shame
A lowdown shame
bled out and sold dead
and it's such a crying shame such a shame
No more my country and
It's such a shame, shame, shame