Titus Andronicus - The Battle of Hampton Roads lyrics

Tonight, two great ships will pull
Back to their ports
Depleted of everything that shoots
Flames and reports
And in the morning the shells will
Wash up on the shore
And the mighty of Earth will
Have no other recourse
But to shiver and shake and
Make shit in their shorts
Because we have been told that
If you've been assured
There's a way to live the
Values your forefathers gave you
Prepare to be told, "That shit's gay dude"
But, I guess that what they say is true
And there is no race more human
No one throws it away like they do

The things I used to love
I have come to reject


The things I used to hate
I have learned to accept
And the worst of the three
You now have to expect
Satan ain't hard to see you
Without craning your neck
He'll be seventy-some inches tall
He'll be chugging a beer and
He'll be grabbing his balls
He's a remote explosive waiting
For someone to call
He's just eighteen for now but hes
Going to murder us all

Solidarity's gonna give a lot
Less than it'll take is there a girl at this
College who hasn't been raped?
Is there a boy in this town
That's not exploding with hate?
Is there a human alive ain't
Looked themselves in the face
Without winking or saying what
They mean without drinking
Who will believe in
Something without thinking
"What if somebody doesn't approve?"
Is there a soul on this earth
That isn't too frightened to move?
I think the wrong people got
A hold of your brain
When it was nothing but a piece of putty
Though try as you may but you
Will always be a tourist little buddy
And half the time, I open my mouth to speak
It's to repeat something that
I've heard on TV
And I've destroyed everything
That wouldn't make
Me more like Bruce Springsteen
So I'm going back to New Jersey
I do believe they've had enough of me

So when I leave Boston
My tail is between my legs
After deep cuts of patience and
Drunk to the dregs
And now I'm heading west on 84 again
And I'm as much of an
Asshole as I've ever been
And there is still nothing
About myself I respect
Still haven't done anything I
Did not later regret
I have a hand and a napkin
When I'm looking for sex
And that's no one to talk
To when feeling depressed
And so now when I drink
I'm going to drink to excess
And when I smoke
I will smoke gaping holes in my chest
And when I scream
I will scream until I'm gasping for breath
And when I get sick
I will stay sick for the rest
Of my days peddling hate at the
Back of a Chevy Express
Each one a fart in the face
Of your idea of success
And if this be thy will
Then fuckin' pass me the cup
And I'm sorry dad, no
I'm not making this up! But, my enemy
It's your name on my lips as I go to sleep
And I know what little I've known of peace
Yes, I've done to you what you've done to me
And I'd be nothing without
You, my darling, please, don't ever leave
Please don't ever leave