Now We Slowly Circle The Draining Fish Bowl Lyrics - The Paper Chase

I'll come back from the war but everything I touch seems to break 

And I won't be the same man I won't be the same man you knew 

And I was somewhat tickled by your gauge of your tickertape parade 

Now you know and you know that I know 

We could dance all night here on their graves 

God bless our black souls 

Cause the serpent still sleeps 

Cause the servant still eats 

The black guard is still some integral part of the ideas we keep 

And there was no desperate ache or pain 

As I sent my little babe to the drawer 

After all after all we can't all join hands and sing hallelujah 

When there's work to be done 

Bring 'em back 

But don't stop now you're still ahead 

Don't get caught in pursuits like the rest 

Don't get smart now your need it you knew 

Back long before this twisted soul 

I'll be someone you'd rather not know 

I'll be something that stings to believe 

It won't stop the war 

But don't stop now you're still ahead 

Don't get caught in conceits like your dead 

Don't get smart now you need it you knew 

Back long before this twisted soul 

I'll be something you'd rather not know 

I'll be something that stings to believe