Homespun - Grant Lee Buffalo

Faithless on the skids hung out to dry oh seen better days

With the sunlight fading like a tabloid and I I have found

All those double-barreled freedom fighters are in for themselves

And a call to arms has never been about anything else

Fire one more round

But hate is not a lone assailant

Hear the drummers pound

Listen to the homespun violent sound

Hatred on the prowl underneath an oh new guise garb and gown

And he’s so persuasive when you look in his eyes all dumbfound

And the double-talkin' politicians expose their intimate lives

While the sheep are lowing for the shepherd to show he never arrives

Fire one more round

But hate is not a lone assailant

Hear the drummers pound

Listen to the homespun violent sound

Sound

Sound

Ooh I’ll tell you how it

Pains to say this

Ugliness is ours

'Cause I would better lay in bed and

Maybe even sleep all day

Maybe sleep some more

Some more

Too

Yeah now

Suspicion is a powerful religion when it leads to the force on these shores

In the jungles of the midwest dwarf militia train for war right on course

Unlike the famous fable revolution won’t yield a firework show

Unlike the famous fable revolution won’t end on July the Fourth

Fire one more round

But hate is not a lone assailant

Hear the drummers pound

Listen to the homespun violent sound

Sound

Sound

Sound

Yeah sound

Yeah the homespun sound

I hear the sound

Yeah the homespun sound