"The Answer" lyrics

Feeding the five thousand
Was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts, and it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up and so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map
And it's your turn to drop the soap and...

We got pretty, pretty boys sucking on a cola
Money to burn, money to burn, money to burn
We got rules to protect you
Isaac and Ishmael
The magazine says it's OK
A life as a billboard
And if you are the answer
We are going straight to Hell

Grown in a parental fugue (And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know)
Weight loss in self-respect (We'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll sprint slow)
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together (And we fought, and we fought, and we fought, and we fought)
A new way into a lost answer (We fought for—we fought for you)

You could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less

Feeding the five thousand
Was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts, and it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up and so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map
And it's your turn to drop the soap and...

Grown in a parental fugue (And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know)
Weight loss in self-respect (We'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll sprint slow)
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together (And we fought, and we fought, and we fought, and we fought)
A new way into a lost answer (We fought for—we fought for you)