Seven Deadly Sins

Well of all those seven deadly sins
I wore around my neck for him:
Hunger Anger Lust and Greed
Envy Pride and Jealousy.

There was one I guess that was the worst of all
That gave a little push
Started the fall from grace that I took so hard
I took so long so long and far.

But I just couldn't spend me another night
In the cold cold bed of the butcher's wife
So afraid to fall asleep afraid to wake
And afraid to dream.

No I just couldn't stay I couldn't wait it out
And bite my tongue for another hour
One more endless day
Day after night and night after day.

Well it's been a two-year stint in no man's land
Nobody here really gives a damn
So why can't we call it a draw
In the bloody war to end all wars?

In the bloody war
In the bloody way
In the bloody bloody war
In the bloody bloody war.

Well I'm far too quick with the poison pen
Can't believe I'm writing again after all these goddamned years
And someday when the ghosts have all gone home
Far too late to be rattling bones then will you lay me down
Lay me down? Oh will you let it be?

Such a bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody war
Such a bloody bloody war.