Tekstovi: Ducky Boys. The War Back Home. Celebrate.

A mother's eyes, they've been crying the president
sent her boy half a world away
he lays dying never sure why he's even there
there's a blood red moon tonight
a couple sits counting loose change wondering
how the ends are gonna meet up on beacon hill
they've got cars and money
caviar and hypocrisy
there's an unfair world tonight
while we celebrate mourn your fortune
I cry a bloody tear tonight
these days I can't look in the mirror
without wondering what's become of me
the lines on my face are getting clearer
and I've said goodbye to my hopes and dreams
we shuffle to our graves tonight
while we celebrate mourn your future
there's a blood red moon tonight
while we celebrate rise up die I cry
a bloody tear tonight