Dm Am Just like an elephant memory, he comes and never fadesDm Am she turned his stomach upside down as she played the queen of spadesDm Am They pistol-whipped an outcome tossed a coin and called a drawDm Am Threw a blanket on a flight of stairs and fasted up his jaw [CHORUS]Dm We bang to break the drumAm We rub the shine, we shine the lightDm We light the fuse, the fuse the powderAm Cause the powder makes it rightDm We bang to break the shedAm We shed the skin, we skin the bearDm We bear the fall, we fall the towersAm Cause the towers brings me there [VERSE]Dm Am The petals fall forever on Picadilly LaneDm Am And the children take their medicine as they stand to watch the rainDm Am The wagon wheels are made of cheese, the moon is made from grassDm Am And the wicker drinks the water where the preacher screams for mass [CHORUS]Dm We bang to break the drumAm We rub the shine, we shine the lightDm We light the fuse, the fuse the powderAm Cause the powder makes it rightDm We bang to break the shedAm We shed the skin, we skin the bearDm We bear the fall, we fall the towersAm Cause the towers brings me there [VERSE]Dm Am Nothing about us is flawless as the sirens in her mindDm Am He broke apart her diary to judge and defileDm Am The carnival was sleeping when the doves had gotten freeDm Am The treasure of the secret love is swallowing the key [CHORUS]Dm We bang to break the drumAm We rub the shine, we shine the lightDm We light the fuse, the fuse the powderAm Cause the powder makes it rightDm We bang to break the shedAm We shed the skin, we skin the bearDm We bear the fall, we fall the towersAm Cause the towers brings me there [VERSE]Dm Am The dead are all we have to set the worthiness of lifeDm Am The angels smoke about the bridges sharpening the knifeDm Am The sedum was a sucker-punch from Michael to the PopeDm Am The anti-mute wear muzzles and a necklace cut from rope [CHORUS]Dm We bang to break the drumAm We rub the shine, we shine the lightDm We light the fuse, the fuse the powderAm Cause the powder makes it rightDm We bang to break the shedAm We shed the skin, we skin the bearDm We bear the fall, we fall the towersAm Cause the towers brings me there [VERSE]Dm Am The Amish are patrolling over under angry starsDm Am To the pilgrimage is set by men who stroke guitarsDm Am The moon upon the caravan is driving thunderheadsDm Am While the painter sings about his blues and chokes upon his red [CHORUS]Dm We bang to break the drumAm We rub the shine, we shine the lightDm We light the fuse, the fuse the powderAm Cause the powder makes it rightDm We bang to break the shedAm We shed the skin, we skin the bearDm We bear the fall, we fall the towersAm Cause the towers brings me there
Bang To Break The Drum
Ben Caplan
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