Now, We Just Slowly Circle the Draining Fish Bowl

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 dad
 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
 Not me! As I kick and claw home in a box
 Or find a place, job to claim, eat my heart
 Hope I choke, hope I stroke, catch the flu
 In you arm, the chair, the family heirlooms
 The wife resents kids that fuck in your room
 When we laugh we'll be laughing at you
 When you circle your draining fish bowl
 Sell your house, sell your car, sell your soul
 Spend your whole life just praying to spend your life