Painkiller The Pigeon - The Standing Army

The Standing Army will rise from the snow
With their citizen's caps in hand, they'll know where to go
Pale and dull, American through and through
With their open-mouthed murmurs
They'll come staggering after you and you and you
And they won't know quite what's wrong
But they'll know when they've felt it
They'll be hungry to tear you down
They won't be able to help it
You better run

That Standing Army's been idle so long
They'll rise from the ground and march when the signal is strong
Here they come for you
I hope that you think you're prepared
Because there's nothing that you can do
And no disguise you can wear
Well, they won't read you your rights
Because they've got you surrounded
They'll just shout your days are ours
And your nights have been impounded

But they don't know that there's a room inside my head
Where I never make the bed
And I can hide in there, inside in there
And never come out again

Yes, and though my body may grow cold
When their sensible fingers, grasping out, do hold me down
And though their army of the dead
May grow, marching across the cities of the world
But in my heart they can't win, no

What do you think of that, Jim?
What do you think of that, Kim?
What do you think of that, Tim?
What do you think of that, Lynn?
Of that, Ben?
Of that?

The Standing Army
Is coming for you
And there's nothing that you can do

Written by:
Devon Bryant

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