The Salvation ArmynWas all out of ammonThey threw down their weaponsnBut kept up the battlenIt's so hard to handlenWe laughed and we made upnDeflecting the arrowsnBut cutting your face upnnThose damn kidsnDon't they understandnThat you can't do shit like thatnSomeday soon they'll be just like usnAnd they'll stare down at their feetnnThe kids that we hatednDid better than we didnThe girl with the habitnI wish you could see hern'Cause all of the dreamersnHave come to disasternThe panel is waitingnJust give us your answernnThose damn kidsnDon't they understandnThat you can't do shit like thatnSomeday soon they'll be just like usnAnd they'll stare down at their feetnnSome men bring you flowersnSome men pay the billsnGod rest you sons of morningnAmen