Lyrics:

Banana Republic - Septic Isle


screaming In The Suffering Sea
it Sounds Like Crying.
everywhere I Go - Everywhere I See
the Black And Blue Uniforms

police And Priests.

and I Wonder Do You Wonder
when You're Sleeping With Your Whore.
that Sharing Beds With History
is Like A Lickin 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 Crying. . . .

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
another Tune

it Begs Too Many Questions
and Answer Too.

banana Republic - Septic Isle

suffer In The Screaming Sea
it Sounds Like Crying
. . .

the Purple And The Pinstripe
mutely Shake Their Heads.
a Silence Shrieking Volumes
a Vioence 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 Crying
. . .

banana Republic - Septic Isle

suffer In The Screaming Sea
it Sounds Like Crying
. . .