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letra de american pageant - jon langford

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call me abel baker. i am fodder for the cause
i hang banners on the engines as they move off to the wars
with a drum roll they go creeping in red & blue & silver
smaller from a distance up close they look much bigger

i heard the lonely piper, he was marching up a hill
of tv sets and microwaves, petrol tanks & tills
blowing down the microphones to interrupt the game
& point in all directions but from where this trouble came

painting tiger t–th on rusty iron, just trying to keep the scorе
call me abel baker, just likе it was before
we scared you b-st-rds sh-tless & went from house to house
playing drum rolls on the bathtub we threw the baby out

i heard voices telling me that i should do my duty
everyday at half past three until my head was splitting
hide away another day down in the deep & winding &
anyone who hears this song gladly come & find me

i looked for something beautiful, i looked for something pure
i wallowed in the carcasses, the slop & the manure
screaming down the microphones calling stupid names
& point in all directions but from where this trouble came

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