Holding up the bank in Belgrade She lost her mind Between the battle lines And the telephone rings A bell rung out As they talk about Sixteen kids gone in a school yard The papers read, she shakes her head And I said
In the darkest night Come the darkest days In the worst of ways
Close that town for good, the plagues here The skin from beneath All the way to the mouths they feed Then they're filtered clear The boys will try And the judge decides Get out while you can, she tells me You're wasting time That's fine
In the darkest night Come the darkest days In the worst of ways
All right, now
>From the silent cry To the naked eye She waves good-bye
Holding up the bank in Belgrade I played a tune When, how, did it happen soon, she said Now we find a way to make it down The place smokes, and the palace burns And the world keeps turning around And around, yeah Around, and it's bringing me down
In the darkest night Come the darkest days And the last bell rings out