"Cocksoldiers And Their Postwar Stubble" lyrics - GUIDED BY VOICES

If you could imagine this
You're not to blame
This is one thing that you missed
I know it's not the same

Bathe your wounds in healing oils
Poison in rain
I'm the scavenger of spoils
Too proud to plead insane

Realize the entertainment
Rise above the self-containment
Compromise will be the arrangement
For the cocksoldiers
And their postwar stubble
And dream tonight

[Repeat all but the second part.]