John And Jimmy Songtext

The neighbor boy is home from the war.
His father's pride
It spills across the factory floor.
And Jimmy, in the paper, I saw you
Holding that gun
And I read the interview about the 234 and the blood in the sand of an oil rich land.
While I was back home safe and clean.
John and Jimmy
Say a prayer for us
The passive sinners.
I bite my tongue.
I shake your hand.
Yeah, I'm still playing in that stupid band.
'Cause we all do what we gotta do, boys.

We're all doing whatever we can.

Modern Life Is War John And Jimmy songtext