You were my army and I would command
Attack the holy land
And you were that interstate
That I would roll my tanks down

And color me stunned
And wake the children when I'm done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater

I went to see this
Battlegrounds and battle sounds
And drove to the outskirts
With cars on blocks and houses rundown

And color me stunned
And wake the children when I'm done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater

We'll gather up the family
And display our diseased organs
And we'll call it pride; we'll celebrate tonight
Tax-free and always under priced

And color me stunned
And wake the children when I'm done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater