Song parody of
When the War Ends
by Waiver Wire
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Dear Michelangelo
What did the marble know
About your bleeding hands
Your unfettered plans
This crying slab of oak
Recall the words he spoke
This country's occupied
The war is on our side
What was the point of this
I am no altruist
A message to be sent
Some wasted time well spent
There's nothing to regret
Except the sum of it
They tried to push me off the edge but I'm flying
Overtaxed and underfed
Lofty dreams arriving dead
All the words left unsaid
Will come around once again
I am a powder keg
Don't make me plead and beg
We're children playing games
Of tag and keep away
We lost the war this time
There will be more to fight
I never wanted to be dead but I'm dying
Overtaxed and underfed
Lofty dreams arriving dead
All the words left unsaid
Will come around once again
Overtaxed and underfed
Lofty dreams arriving dead
All the words left unsaid
Will come around once again
Dear Michelangelo
What did the marble know
About your bleeding hands
Your unfettered plans
This crying slab of oak
Recall the words he spoke
This country's occupied
The war is on our side
What was the point of this
I am no altruist
A message to be sent
Some wasted time well spent
There's nothing to regret
Except the sum of it
They tried to push me off the edge but I'm flying
Overtaxed and underfed
Lofty dreams arriving dead
All the words left unsaid
Will come around once again
I am a powder keg
Don't make me plead and beg
We're children playing games
Of tag and keep away
We lost the war this time
There will be more to fight
I never wanted to be dead but I'm dying
Overtaxed and underfed
Lofty dreams arriving dead
All the words left unsaid
Will come around once again
Overtaxed and underfed
Lofty dreams arriving dead
All the words left unsaid
Will come around once again
