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