It's happening again
So cross your fingers
And cover up the path you left again
He was crossing his fingers
(Crossing his fingers)
As the bullet pierced his chest
Your people piled high
These figures never lie
The prize your country sent
A perfect red embellishment
(Your)
Your pride just swallow it
(Just swallowed it)
Your pride just swallow it
The answer to this call to arms
Marching onward, marching backwards
You're stomping over broken hearts
Marching onward, marching backwards
Will weary solders lay them down in time
It's happening again
So cross your fingers
(Cross your fingers!)
Until there's nothing left
Just stop and take a breath
Suck in the stench of death
Just count the numbers back
We hope they all died right on impact
Your
You pride just swallowed it
Your pride just
Your pride just swallowed it
So take a number undertaker
Marching onward, marching backward
The last hands to be laid on loved ones
Marching onward, marching backward
Our sons and daughters sleeping in the rubble
(I say let the Congress declare that)
(Since the unprovoked stand down, a speech of war)
This is the last
(The last time, I'll tell you)
I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof
Sign, sign you're love away
I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof
How many pieces are you gonna come back in?
I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof
Sign, sign you're love away
I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof
How many pieces are you gonna come back in?
Artist: Greg Giraldo
Artist: The Fiery Furnaces
Artist: Elisa Ambrogio