No!

I go along with your little orations
I get lost in your sublime interpretations
You tell me this and you tell me the world
You tell the world yes, but you really mean

No! It's not like that though is it mister?!
No! You're lying to me aren't ya sonny?!
No, it's always much deeper
No it's really the way I feel
Oh, no, no, no
It's not as if any of this is real

But I'm okay to go along with you for now
I'll listen politely and smile
You'll tell me something like you'll always keep the peace
You'll tell me that you mean it all but

No! Blatant manipulation wank sister!
No! You can't trick me into feeling bad, buddy
No, it's always more complicated
No, you really wouldn't understand
Oh, no, it wasn't harmed by my hand!

No? Are you sure?
Are you as sure as you were making nights of Arabian gore?
What about the people round here? Are you looking for more?
That's interesting, I guess I know there are more
Huddled close for warmth, twenty-two to four
Doubled up in torture, sleeping on the floor
Do you hear them calling "Mercy?"
Do you hear them yearn for so much more?
And I'm tired of saying "Yeah, I am sure!"
And I'm tired of saying "Yeah, I am sure!"
And all I want to say now is

No! Give 'em back their lives, you thieving bastard
No! Let everyone work it out for themselves, you can get fucked, stud
No! We were meant to be together
No! But there's so much heavy weather
No! Can you feel the downpour torrential
No! Did you ever feel such missed potential
Oh, no, no
Don't you get that no means no?
No?

No more closed doors
No more glass floor
No more stone walls
No more marine corps!
No more war!
No more war!
No more dull, dispassionate war



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Samuel Fayle
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