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​The Soldier Trade

This song is by The Themes and P.O.S..

...Said black with a black flag patch on my hat...

I mean
And given the host
Givin' 'em just what we care for the most
And keepin' the crass
Watchin' 'em showin' they asses
Isn't as bad as givin' up the ghost
Stay second to last
Stay happily trashed
Sloppy with guilt
Itchin' the rash
Spreadin' it
Mix the fresh with the spoils
So let it, so heavy headed so
Rev it so nothing so debted
So it goes, so depressed, so forget it
So so till the bones go flat
Must not tell when the bones bend back

We'll stomp the mountains down
Our breathe will spread the golden grains
Mold the greatest plains
Into our very own ghost towns now

Deities, can you hear? Can you help?
This place is dark, I think we've all just gone to hell
And maybe we'll find the soldiers in ourselves
The ones smart enough to lay our weapons down
When the demons get cast out

We'll stomp the mountains down
We'll stomp the mountains down
Our breathe will spread the golden grains
Mold the greatest plains
Into our very own ghost towns now

There is no Jesus here, that can help
This place got dark when the white man invented hell
And maybe we'll find the soldiers in ourselves
The ones smart enough to lay our weapons down
The ones smart enough to lay our weapons down
The ones smart enough to lay our weapons down