Text: Forward, Russia. Give Me A Wall. Seven.

Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly

Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly

People might say that you're always sleeping
But you leave with your point of view.
Would it take a disaster to make people see, I do!
Right at the core, right at the core
Do you leave? No.
Right at the core, right at the core
Do you leave? I'm a funeral pire.

Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly

What is it something about you can't say?
What is it something about you can't say?
What is it that you can't say?
Bring that Jolly

People might say that you're always sleeping
But you leave with your point of view.
Would it take a disaster to make people see, I do!
Right at the core, right at the core
Do you leave? No.
Right at the core, right at the core
Do you leave? No.

Down, to the city underneath
The conscious areas of mind,
But I hope you have the time
To realise
That you're alive

I know, I know, I know, I know...

People might say that you're always sleeping
But you leave with your point of view.
Do you think it would take a disaster to make people see? I do!
Right at the core, right at the core
Do you leave? No.
Right at the core, twisted and raw
Do you leave? No.

Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Bring that Jolly Roger on home
Yes, I know you're not alone