Idiot Battalion Lyrics

What a crying shame

Lost to drugs and fame

It's always the same

Drowned in booze and shame

What's the flavor of the week

It tastes like oppression

Musky and meek

Familiar obsession

Hang on now to the fruits of your past

And be calm when they break

With all these shattered and tattered fences

Let's hope they aren't all fakes

Hang on now to the fruits of your past

And be calm when they break

With all these shattered and tattered fences

Let's hope they aren't all fakes

Indigenous feelings

But they're locked away

They're kept behind yellow tape

When will we wake

This is just bittersweet

Heavenly, I swear

Complicit in this

Goddamn nightmare

Hang on now to the fruits of your past

And be calm when they break

With all these shattered and tattered fences

Let's hope they aren't all fakes

Hang on now to the fruits of your past

And be calm when they break

With all these shattered and tattered fences

Let's hope they aren't all fakes

Hang on now to the fruits of your past

And be calm when they break

With all these shattered and tattered fences

Let's hope they aren't all fakes

Hang on now to the fruits of your past

And be calm when they break

With all these shattered and tattered fences

Let's hope they aren't all fakes