History Lesson

What're you asking me for it's not my goddamn history

What do you hope to find here there's nothing left as you can see

When the beatings all began we begun to scream and run

But the current pulled us down and the smallest ones would drown

Now we sit and drink all day and sing their songs of praise



What're you asking me for it's not my goddamn history

What do you hope to find here there's nothing left as you can see

There was something in the waves they were right to take our place

We were broken one by one by the angels in the sun

Now we sit and drink all day telling tales of yesterday

And it always ends the same



What're you asking me for it's not my goddamn history

What do you hope to find here I thought I made it crystal clear?



You learned a lot about the art of contradiction

You learned a lot about the company we keep

We learned a lot about what keeps us all together and with you

Until the end



What're you asking me for?

What're you asking me for?

What're you asking me for? (it's not my goddamn history)

What're you asking me for? (it's not my goddamn history)

What're you asking me for? (it's not my goddamn history)

What're you asking me,

Let the beatings now begin.