there'll be a owl - 'sleeping on my gravenwaiting - 'for me to sneak out nno i wont shout nill be 'struggling & i wont be saved nncause i only feel - 'human vanity nall day - 'people around menyea they make howlnmy 'lonely graveyard-bound soulnnnthey're just the slaves - of their appetitenthey get stoned - on televisionnand they die nwith self consious insanity nnbut though im - happy with nauseanbombs explode - that's all ill ever neednto wake me upnand write my blues againnnnso thank you - mr presidentni owe you - the meaning of this songni hope that you'llnbe glad to sing alongnnmasters of war - hard 'rain will fall againneven the pawns - 'can kill the king at chessnyou praise your godnbut he's just your mind thinking aloudn n n