I can't tell you why your children are dying
But I can offer you my sympathy
And I can't show you where your children are buried
Cause they're not
They're not buried anymore
You can shout it from the roof-tops
You'll be preaching to the choir
And you better get started on this funeral pyre
And I wish I could cry tears of blood but I can't
My body just isn't built that way
And I hope all this suffering amounts to one good f**ing thing
But it won't, because we can't see that far
You can shout it from the roof-tops
You'll be preaching to the choir
And you better get started on this funeral pyre
And one day I will truly set myself on fire
So you can see how dim my light is
So you can see how dim is my light