DmAm
Just like an elephant memory, he comes and never fades
DmAm
she turned his stomach upside down as she played the queen of spades
DmAm
They pistol-whipped an outcome tossed a coin and called a draw
DmAm
Threw a blanket on a flight of stairs and fasted up his jaw
[CHORUS]
Dm
We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
[VERSE]
DmAm
The petals fall forever on Picadilly Lane
DmAm
And the children take their medicine as they stand to watch the rain
DmAm
The wagon wheels are made of cheese, the moon is made from grass
DmAm
And the wicker drinks the water where the preacher screams for mass
[CHORUS]
Dm
We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
[VERSE]
DmAm
Nothing about us is flawless as the sirens in her mind
DmAm
He broke apart her diary to judge and defile
DmAm
The carnival was sleeping when the doves had gotten free
DmAm
The treasure of the secret love is swallowing the key
[CHORUS]
Dm
We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
[VERSE]
DmAm
The dead are all we have to set the worthiness of life
DmAm
The angels smoke about the bridges sharpening the knife
DmAm
The sedum was a sucker-punch from Michael to the Pope
DmAm
The anti-mute wear muzzles and a necklace cut from rope
[CHORUS]
Dm
We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
[VERSE]
DmAm
The Amish are patrolling over under angry stars
DmAm
To the pilgrimage is set by men who stroke guitars
DmAm
The moon upon the caravan is driving thunderheads
DmAm
While the painter sings about his blues and chokes upon his red
[CHORUS]
Dm
We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there