The other side said things the other side would say
because they’re them they gathered here last Saturday
and good luck finding them they’ve vans they’re miles away.
The other side took everything we know is true
and twisted it and why they pull the shit they do
we cannot fathom friend it’s why we’re asking you.
The other side must hate us why would anyone
we’re angels we mean well we have a battle on
if they can’t see our wings all fucking hope is gone.
The big old thing we serve has got its big old head
in both its big old hands and all the big old dead
we’ve spoken to are down with what we’ve always said.
The other side are lost we’ll do our level best
to guide them for unlike their kind our kind are blessed
by that same big old thing we serve you know the rest.
In case you don’t the song we sing the night we ride
the flag we fly the stars are out the water’s wide
to be like us our fathers’ fathers’ fathers died.
If life has nights enough to meet the other side
we’ll wait that long the pot is whistling get inside
my friend if friend you are I hope so you decide.