John And Jimmy Lyrics

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.

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