Bring Out Your Dead

I hear the drums
The drums are paved
Coming forgotten history

For men of fear
Soldiers of shame
I've heard your voice
I know your name

They took them out
They laid them bare
In open water
And left them there

And from these lies
The grim recedes
Hung from the rafters
Dragged in the streets

I just want to be myself
But they say

Hey oh, hey oh, we're jumping the gun.
They say right, left, turn around, shoot em and run
They said hey oh, hey oh, follow the line
They say right, left, turn around, join in and die

They dyed their eyes
They sewed their legs
Took off their heads
Hung them on pigs

It all began
Without much fuss
Someone whispered
"They're not like us."

I just want to be myself
But they say.

Hey oh, hey oh, we're jumping the gun
They say right, left, turn around, shoot em and run
They said hey oh, hey oh, follow the line
They say right, left, turn around, join in and die

They came for them
I didn't speak
I didn't care
It wasn't me
They came for me
A silver left
No one spoke
No one was left

Bring out your dead
Break up the walls
Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done.

Bring out your dead
Break up the walls
Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done.

Bring out your dead
Break up the walls
Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done.

Bring out your dead
Break up the walls
Somebody's gotta pay for what they've done.