Welcome to the big show
The twisting of tendons, the pulling of strings
And I look down in my right hand
And I'm gripping tightly the end of my leash
And I look down in my left
A small scrap of paper with something I can't read
But when I look a little closer
Now you're the dust is all I can see
Those of us with gods, would you mind asking
Where the hell they have been
Oh I don't know what's at the end of this
Most give all they have to give
And that's no way to live
That's no way to live
Oh my sister has
The face of my father and his Purple Heart
Yes I love my dad
But we have our differences like his love for the flag
You pick the size of your shackles
This illusion of choice telling you that you're free
And oh, I wish you'd see
How you were hung out to dry by your country
Oh I know you've got your gods, would you mind asking
Where the hell they have been
Oh I don't know what's at the end of this
You gave all you had to give
And that's no way to live
That's no way to live
For those right with god I've lost touch, would you mind asking
Where the hell he has been
Oh I don't know what at the end of this
Most give all they have to give
That's no way to live
That's no way to live
Oh I don't know what at the end of this
Most give all they have to give
That's no way to live