Tell Me A Story - Mischief Brew

Tell me a story, settle the cards.

Give me a cause for the foreign wars.

Wrap me up in our flag,

And let the bombs fall where they may.

Tell me a tale, make the puzzle whole.

Give it to the pilgrim without a soul.

Sell it to the miner who can’t afford his coal

And may the history factory never close.

You can build an army of this rabble yet.

You can make a nation from the ashes of the dead.

Tell them a story:

God blood and glory,

Brew up an enemy:

They’re comin' to steal your bread.

And let the bombs fall where they may

On faces I don’t see with names I cannot say.

For I trust the storyteller with my vote.

I, pilgrim was sold a golden soul,

Sold a soul, sold his soul.

The first thing I remember?

Waking up and seeing you there.

Comfort like a fire, like an answer to a prayer.

Like a beacon in the blackness,

Solace from the racket.

Take your shears to the briars.

Kill the chaors, make it clear.

Tell me why the buildings fall and everybody dies.

I have so many questions,

Just tell me where to sign…

And I’ll take up arms and lock all the doors

And I’ll tell them a story 'bout the good guys

Of the war, of the war.

Tell me a story to help me slip away.

I drank up an enemy.

So let the bombs rain from our parade

And fall where they may.