Tell me a story, settle the cards
Give me a cause for the foreign wars
Wrap me up in our flag
And let the bombs fall where they may
Tell me a tale, make the puzzle whole
Give it to the pilgrim without a soul
Sell it to the miner who can't afford his coal
And may the history factory never close
You can build an army of this rabble yet
You can make a nation from the ashes of the dead. Tell them a story:
God blood and glory
Brew up an enemy:
They're comin' to steal your bread
And let the bombs fall where they may
On faces I don't see with names I cannot say
For I trust the storyteller with my vote
I, pilgrim was sold a golden soul
Sold a soul, sold his soul

The first thing I remember?
Waking up and seeing you there
Comfort like a fire, like an answer to a prayer
Like a beacon in the blackness
Solace from the racket
Take your shears to the briars
Kill the chaos, make it clear
Tell me why the buildings fall and everybody dies
I have so many questions
Just tell me where to sign...
And I'll take up arms and lock all the doors
And I'll tell them a story 'bout the good guys
Of the war, of the war
Tell me a story to help me slip away
I drank up an enemy
So let the bombs rain from our parade
And fall where they may