“Sleep Sweet Countrymen”
By Reverend Glasseye
from the album ‘Our Lady of the Broken Spine’
so some my be a bit off. Sorry. Enjoy!
I pledge allegiance to our countrymen
our country it is safe again
as we safely go to bed at night
in our warm nests
N..
I sing my song
I have been this place before
as I spoke on to the children
my hands they seem to tremble
the closer I get
I'm a very stupid man
and I'll lead them to the slaughter
save the son and daughter of our failing every-man
our love is a love that gives
but the price it is uncertain
and the way it is so dangerous
to those of little bread
and I wash my hands clean
in the waters of optimism
contaminating pearls with eagles sacrifice my friends
eagles sacrifice
eagles sacrifice my fiends
eagles sacrifice
sleep sweet countrymen
till we need you again
we will raise our arms
against the face of horror
and I will fight and feed
oh in the name of need
get on your battered knees
and please don't make a sound
the soldiers are asleep
in the holy land of questions
the most important lesson:
they get out alive
and I call out to the parson
he waves his hands against me
my countrymen like Christians
with the li-ons around
and I call out to the general
and his most vital position
as the king of isolation
in this land of suicides
and I call out to the maidens
who wear the pelts of jackals
and little less but shackles
fill our lust-filled appetites, my friends
our lust-filled appetites
our lust-filled appetites, my friends
our lust-filled appetites
this sweet countrymen
is where our paths will end
your duties pair adjust
my duties what I must
only I think of you
in what I have to do
I'll burn the chapel house
and make attempts of truce
and I don't live a gifted life
I'll hoist your flag and make it mine
against the wall that's closing tight
I'll send your wounded down the line
oh I will count the ways
oh each and every day
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
so please
rise for the very honored judge
the jury has you to appeal
we'll make this gallow pole your home
we'll make our motives very clear
(other lyrics for round, over previous verse)
I will fall into the depths of hell
before I sail this ship a port
forget about the house of god
and go away this house of fear
as the saints go marching in I know
I want more gin to think and
if I die before I wake I
bet you are my sin to take
END:
sleep sweet countrymen
oh my country-men
sleep sweet countrymen
oh my country-men
sleep sweet countrymen
oh my country-men
sleep sweet country
sleep sweet country-men