The War Back Home

The Ducky Boys The War Back Home Lyrics
1.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


2.Contrived And Treacherous

Contrived and treacherous - You can live the life you choose*
Contrived and treacherous - Don't subject us to your views

I remember when you kissed our asses back then
Now you deny it just to show off for your friends
You can lie away but you can't lie to yourself
So take your fuckin' comments and keep them to yourself

Contrived and treacherous - You can live the life you choose
Contrived and treacherous - Don't subject us to your views
Contrived and treacherous - You can live the life you choose

You just can't let go of the past that passed on you
Years down the road you still watch the things we do
Moving on can sometimes be the hardest road
But we don't like you and your games are getting old

Contrived and treacherous - You can live the life you choose
Contrived and treacherous - Don't subject us to your views
Contrived and treacherous - You can live the life you choose
Contrived and treacherous - Don't subject us to your views
There was a time when I would put up with your shit
But times have changed and left you out so get a fuckin' grip

I won't walk down the same road as you
All the words that you cried seem justified
All those lies, I'd call it a sickness


3.The Middle Children Of History

Do we choose or is it chosen?*
Is our fate forever frozen?
Do we thaw it out and serve it cold?
What if sometime down the line
We look back at our time
And see through all the lies we're told?
I can see through all the lies we're told.
I won't let you down.
You can burn our hopes and dreams tonight.
No, never. But we won't go down without a fight.
No, never. We've been fed a pack of lies
And we're seeing now this time
That life isn't how it's sold.
The fat get fatter while we fight for scraps
So raise your fist and fight along.
Please don't let me down.
You can burn our hopes and dreams tonight.
No, never. But we won't go down without a fight.
No, never. I call for help but no one's there.
No, never. I pray to god but no one hears.
No, never. No.

'Advertisements have us buying cars and clothes.
Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.
We are The middle children of history with no purpose or place.
We have no great war or great depression.
The great war is a spiritual war.
The great depression is our lives.
We are raised by television to believe
That we'll be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars.
But we won't. And we're learning that fact.
And we're very, very pissed off.'


4.This Time Last Year

So you call to say it's over and I'm out*
I don't take risks and that's something you know about
And you say I'll be alone for life.
Two weeks later you're on my phone again
I know you miss me and you're asking how I've been
I think I told you that I'd lose no sleep tonight
The only thing I go to bed without is the pain I can do without
The changing seasons bring to mind this time last year
Now you call to say I'm lonely and I'm scared.
You think you know me and I wonder if you cared
To turn around and reflect on yourself.
You call me coward but I'm just a cautious man
I've made some mistakes I won't let slip again.
God help me and I know I'll do what's right.
The only thing I go to bed without is a pain I can do without
The changing seasons bring to mind this time last year
The only thing I go to bed without is the pain I can do without.
I still love you but you ain't the one for me.


5.Tortured Soul

You live your life like its a movie screen*
You're putting on a show
Melodramatic and exaggerated
I can do without
So insincere
And so self serving, baby
I can see it clear
You're the center of it all

I'll be here to remind you that
You ain't no tortured soul
And I'll be there to remind you
You ain't a loser with a heart of gold

One minute you can be the victim, man
Then you're the leading role
An action here or the comic relief
Your talents know no bounds
So insincere
But you act so caring baby
We can see if clear
You're not fooling anyone

I'll be here to remind you that
You ain't no tortured soul
And I'll be there to remind you
You ain't a loser with a heart of gold

It seems like all my life I've been dealing with shams like you
I don't know if I'm just too trusting or a magnet for you fools
Don't think you got away with it cuz I see you for the truth
And I'm wiser now because of you while, you, you're still just
you

I'll be here to remind you that
You ain't no tortured soul
And I'll be there to remind you
You ain't a loser with a heart of gold