Bourbon Tabernacle Choir - Decomposition Blues lyrics

We've thrown our stones We've named our targets, slung our arrows With corpses and bones Laid firm foundation for tomorrow And we've risen above And soundly around our position Seems all's correct 'cept that stench of decomposition I'm not dreamin' about what was Hold no stock in yesterday cause It's just the same Suffer the greed through wars and cancer, profit from need, conceal the answers These bones will rot in wait of change Dig these bones, stew these bones, Beat the bones and deal these bones We've been the minds Like fists wrapped tightly Round conclusions Accommodate the past Just to keep with the profusion As decay starts to waft of dangerous history With thought and flame We decompose as much as necessary