War brought us together Blew the world apart You handed me the dagger Aimed towards your heart And I was laughing Your eyes were televisions High above the static I waited for an intermission Painted on the plaster Covered it with chalk Lined our mouths with alcohol Talked about the war That we were winning It was on the television The soldier boys were singing And prayed for an intermission Some of you are happy Some of you are poor Some of you would kill yourselves just to be reborn I hope you're happy I hope your prayers are answered I hope you feed your family When my ashes scatter