[Verse 1]
Just like an elephant memory, he comes and never fades
She turned his stomach upside down as she played the queen of spades
They pistol-whipped an outcome, tossed a coin, and called a draw
Threw a blanket on a flight of stairs and fastened up his jaw

[Chorus]
We bang to break the drum
We rub the shine, we shine the light
We light the fuse, we fuse the powder
Cause the powder makes it right
We bang to break the shed
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Cause the towers brings me there

[Verse 2]
The petals fall forever on Picadilly Lane
And the children take their medicine as they stand to watch the rain
The wagon wheels are made of cheese, the moon is made from grass
And the Wicca drinks the water where the preacher screams for mass

[Chorus]
We bang to break the drum
We rub the shine, we shine the light
We light the fuse, we fuse the powder
Cause the powder makes it right
We bang to break the shed
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Cause the towers brings me there
[Verse 3]
Nothing was as flawless as the sirens in her mind
He broke apart her diary to doctor all he'd find
The carnival was sleeping when the doves had gotten free
The treasure of the secret love is swallowing the key

[Chorus]
We bang to break the drum
We rub the shine, we shine the light
We light the fuse, we fuse the powder
Cause the powder makes it right
We bang to break the shed
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Cause the towers brings me there

[Verse 4]
The dead are all we have to set the worthiness of life
The angels smoke about the bridges sharpening the knife
The ceiling was a sucker-punch from Michael to the Pope
The anti-mute wear muzzles and a necklace cut from rope

[Chorus]
We bang to break the drum
We rub the shine, we shine the light
We light the fuse, we fuse the powder
Cause the powder makes it right
We bang to break the shed
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Cause the towers brings me there
[Verse 5]
The army trucks patrolling all but under angry stars
Say the pilgrimage is all beset by men who stroke guitars
The moon upon her caravan is driving thunderheads
While the painter sings about his blues and chokes upon his red

[Chorus]
We bang to break the drum
We rub the shine, we shine the light
We light the fuse, we fuse the powder
Cause the powder makes it right
We bang to break the shed
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Cause the towers brings me there

[Chorus]
We bang to break the drum
We rub the shine, we shine the light
We light the fuse, we fuse the, the powder
The powder makes it right
We, we bang to break the shed
We shed the skin, the bear
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Cause the towers brings me there