Tigers

All they want is to make like tigers

Stripping the sense and bleeding the blameless dry

and the story that reads us a liar?

I´ll show you the stripes I earned the shameful way

I can tell you it´s only bravado

To follow the cause you lost your ideals to

But in turning this boy into soldier

Objection and conscience

is the weakest root

Who's been sleeping in my bed?

(I wanna blow your house down)

Who's been sleeping in my bed?

(I´m gonna blow your house down)

And they're running us down into battle

Melting the hearts and breaking the hopes of men

And the stars and stripes we lay under

Call back the bullets they fire that bear our names

They'll sell you the shortcuts of thinking

To borrow the cause they need you to claim to

And they'll keep all the chips on your shoulders

Objection and conscience

stays the purest truth

Who's been sleeping in my bed?

(I wanna blow your house down)

Who's been sleeping in my bed?

(I´m gonna blow your house down)

There's a price for the graves of the unknown

(I tell you it's only bravado)

Just on the sands not on your hands - that's all

(To follow the cause you sold your ideals to)

And the heroes that blast to your four walls

(But in turning this boy into soldier)

They only peel and fade as your children fall

(Objection and conscience is the only root)