Bombs and Lipstick

What if she wasn't a stone

What if she didn't have to walk alone

With a backpack of bombs

I heard dear mother say

You will be overweight

And more make up would surely pay

And the war horses were rode

A backpack of bombs explode

Was there another way...

I heard dear mother say...

And the night was so long

And the night was so long

Killing in the name of peace

Freedom is slavery

Blowing kisses from your knees

A little more makeup if you please

Sweeter memories from a different child

Gnashing teeth from a drunken fist

Assembled in the garden repaid with echoes from a stabled beast

There must be more to this

Somehow it all makes sense

With a backpack full of bombs

She puts her makeup on

I heard dear mother say

Baby, your love is gone...

And the night was so long

And the night was so long