count your blessings
Count your blessings
But not before they hatch
I wanna be his little chickadee
Leave my life behind, live on a ranch
Count your blessings
There's people fucking dying
All the world leaders are lying
Like sleeping dogs before the war
Turn off the tv
It'll only get worse you'll see
You're just a stupid girl
Did you really think you could change anything?
You can't do anything
You can't end suffering
But we can sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I'm so sorry but it's really all I got
And we can hum a tune while they blow us to the moon
I called my local congressman, he'll get back to me real soon
We'll lift a hymn to god, all hope isn't lost
But wall streets on fire, hope comes at a higher cost
So we'll sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I don't know what to do and this is all I got
We're crossing our fingers
Big man is biding his time
The world is fucking ending
We're pretending everything's fine
Now they drafted my sugar pie
Now he's looking evil in the eye
They said he'd make a perfect soldier
He's already tried suicide
Give us some god damn peace
But what the hell does that mean?
Is it some elusive figure that's there but never seen?
Is it real if we believe?
Do you still believe in peace?
But we can sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I'm so sorry but it's really all I got
And we can hum a tune while they blow us to the moon
I called my local congressman, he'll get back to me real soon
We'll lift a hymn to god, all hope isn't lost
But wall streets on fire, hope comes at a higher cost
So we'll sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I don't know what to do and this is all I got
I'm counting my blessings
I'm still safe and warm
I've got a lot to take for granted and a world worth fighting for
But not before they hatch
I wanna be his little chickadee
Leave my life behind, live on a ranch
Count your blessings
There's people fucking dying
All the world leaders are lying
Like sleeping dogs before the war
Turn off the tv
It'll only get worse you'll see
You're just a stupid girl
Did you really think you could change anything?
You can't do anything
You can't end suffering
But we can sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I'm so sorry but it's really all I got
And we can hum a tune while they blow us to the moon
I called my local congressman, he'll get back to me real soon
We'll lift a hymn to god, all hope isn't lost
But wall streets on fire, hope comes at a higher cost
So we'll sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I don't know what to do and this is all I got
We're crossing our fingers
Big man is biding his time
The world is fucking ending
We're pretending everything's fine
Now they drafted my sugar pie
Now he's looking evil in the eye
They said he'd make a perfect soldier
He's already tried suicide
Give us some god damn peace
But what the hell does that mean?
Is it some elusive figure that's there but never seen?
Is it real if we believe?
Do you still believe in peace?
But we can sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I'm so sorry but it's really all I got
And we can hum a tune while they blow us to the moon
I called my local congressman, he'll get back to me real soon
We'll lift a hymn to god, all hope isn't lost
But wall streets on fire, hope comes at a higher cost
So we'll sing a song 'tween the bullets and the bombs
I don't know what to do and this is all I got
I'm counting my blessings
I'm still safe and warm
I've got a lot to take for granted and a world worth fighting for
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Writer(s): Jules Townsend
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