The Battle Of Hampton Roads Lyrics - Monitor - Titus Andronicus

Tonight two great ships will pull back to their ports 

Depleted of everything that shoots flames and reports 

And in the morning the shells will wash up on the shore 

And the mighty of Earth will have no other recourse 

But to shiver and shake and make shit in their shorts 

Because we have been told that if you've been assured 

There's a way to live the values your forefathers gave you 

Prepare to be told "That shit's gay, dude" 

Well, I guess that what they say is true 

That there is no race more human 

No one throws it away like they do 

The things I used to love, I have come to reject 

The things I used to hate, I have learned to accept 

And the worst of the three, you now have to expect 

Satan ain't hard to see without craning your neck 

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He'll be seventy-some inches tall 

He'll be chugging a beer and he'll be grabbing his balls 

He's a remote explosive waiting for someone to call 

He's just eighteen for now but he's going to murder us all 

Solidarity's going to give a lot less than it'll take 

Is there a girl at this college who hasn't been raped? 

Is there a boy in this town that's not exploding with hate? 

Is there a human alive that can look themselves in the face 

Without winking? 

Or say what they mean without drinking? 

Or believe in something without thinking, "What if somebody doesn't approve?" 

Is there a soul on this Earth that isn't too frightened to move? 

I think the wrong people got a hold of your brain 

When it was nothing but a piece of putty 

So now try as you may 

But you will always be a tourist, little buddy 

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And half the time I open my mouth to speak 

It's to repeat something that I heard on TV 

And I've destroyed everything that wouldn't make me more like Bruce Springsteen 

So I'm going back to New Jersey, I do believe they've had enough of me 

So when I leave Boston, my tail is between my legs 

After deep cups of patience have been drunk to the dregs 

And now I'm heading west on 84 again 

And I'm as much of an asshole as I've ever been 

And there is still nothing about myself I respect 

Still haven't done anything I did not later regret 

I've a hand and a napkin when I'm looking for sex 

And that's no one to talk to when feeling depressed 

And so now when I drink, I'm going to drink to excess 

And when I smoke, I will smoke gaping holes in my chest 

And when I scream, I will scream until I'm gasping for breath 

And when I get sick, I will stay sick for the rest 

Of my days peddling hate out the back of a Chevy Express 

Each one a fart in the face of your idea of success 

And if this be thy will, then fucking pass me the cup 

And I'm sorry, Dad, no, I'm not making this up 

But my enemy, it's your name on my lips as I go to sleep 

And I know what little I've known of peace 

Yes, I've done to you what you've done to me 

And I'd be nothing without you, my darling, please don't ever leave 

Please don't ever leave 

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