Dan Bejar - Broken Breads lyrics

I could have lived without with the who*es and their buggies I suppose that father knows best Where the wind blows, you could always see into the dark for miles around My job was to try and make a sound Then I heard the call of, I heard the call to, screaming "I don't wanna" I saw the girls, the new world minstrels whispering "I don't wanna" Tormented kings, your children of the earth sing under an embalmed clear sky Under an embalmed clear sky I foresee that you'll be weakened, the children of your cash And I can tell you can't live without it Who was I to come between a who*e and her money? Yes, there is a war: boys versus girls, clowns versus their curls I invested well and heavily into your antics I requested "Suicide Blonde" loudly Yes, there is a war, it's much like the one I've been waiting for: Boys versus girls, clowns versus their curls I heard the call of, I heard the call to, screaming "I don't wanna" I saw the pearls, the new world minstrels whispering "I don't wanna" Tormented kings, your children of the earth sing under an embalmed clear sky Under an embalmed clear sky I heard the call of, I heard the call to, screaming "I don't wanna" I saw the pearls, the new world minstrels whispering "I don't wanna" Tormented kings, your children of the earth are singing...