Chorus: Banana Republic Septic Isle Screaming in the Suffering sea It sounds like crying (crying, crying) Everywhere I go, oh yeah Everywhere I see The black and blue uniforms Police and priests
And I wonder do you wonder While you're sleeping with your whore That sharing beds with history Is like a-licking running sores Forty shades of green yeah Sixty shades of red Heroes going cheap these days Price; a bullet in the head
Banana Republic Septic Isle Suffer in the Screaming sea It sounds like dying (dying, dying) Everywhere I go, oh yeah Everywhere I see The black and blue uniforms Police and priests
Take your hand and lead you Up a garden path Let me stand aside here And watch you pass Striking up a soldier's song I know that tune It begs too many questions And answers too
Banana Republic Septic Isle Suffer in the Screaming sea It sounds like dying (dying, dying) Everywhere I go, oh yeah Everywhere I see The black and blue uniforms Police and priests
The purple and the pinstripe Mutely shake their heads A silense shrieking volumes A violence worse than they condemn Stab you in the back yeah Laughing in your face Glad to see the place again It's a pity nothing's changed
Banana Republic Septic Isle Suffer in the Screaming sea It sounds like dying Everywhere I go Everywhere I see The black and blue uniforms Police and priests