[ Featuring the Deserters ]
Johnny found the gun
It was bricked into the wall
Then he chipped away all night
To expose it all
The others seemed distressed
They said to throw it in the sea
No good can come of this
You're gonna see
Digging up the war
Day of the parade
Selling fragments of a bomb
So you can fetishize what terrified
Your dad and mom
Granddad's house explodes
Into an opening of light
That you can drive into museum rooms
Of what survived
Digging up the war
It's not a play to put on, put on, put on
Milk goes into this
And bread comes out of that
This is life, forever now
In seconds flat
But someone's at the door
Now the gun's behind the chair
And this is always that-I'm sure
Does that seem fair
Digging up the war