The State

Oh, The State cut off my arms And the state tore my eyes with her nails Hey, I was just put on this earth––a bad wind to trash the sails of all you evil men! You should know somewhere in the night There's a blue broken drum playing dead And that's...good to know! Oh, The State tore out our hearts And The State exposed our hearts And wounded me, gave me this bad knee, tore down my baby's favorite tree... But, oh! You should know somewhere in the night There's a blue broken drum playing dead And that's good to know! Loose lips sink the lives of disgusting women So the State rolled me up into a ball I crushed diamonds in the fall and traded them for bread! Turn away if you should hear me begin to sing! I look like a fucking monster with this wing! Craving new experiences, so what–– Oh but maybe you should know! Somewhere in the night There's a blue broken drum playing dead!