War on Despair Songtext
von David E. Williams

I′m a bit of a cripple
And I've been since I was four
My daddy threw me down the stairs
And I didn′t walk right anymore

But walk away, I did
Through the decades without fear
They let me drive the slaughter car
Because I knew how to steer

And I've been winning the war
On despair by attrition
Winning the war
On despair


Let me tell you about this homeless girl
Who used to fuck with me every day
She laughed at my limp
And called me a gimp
Every single day

So I gave her junkie boyfriend
Some cash to strangle her dead
Fifty bucks up front
Two hundred at the end
Was the deal that we set
He was kind of a good guy
Knew a lot about baseball

Come out of your closets
Come out of your graves
Come out of your sleeping bags
And your toothbrush holders

Come out of the inside
Go into the outside
It's time for your swan dive
Into the river of flame