Celebration Guns

So tomorrow there will be another number
 For the one who had a name
 A desert wind and a perverse desire to win
 History buried in shame
 Are the beating drums
 Celebration guns
 The thunder and the laughter
 The last thing they remember
 Are the beating drums
 Celebration guns
 The thunder and the laughter
 The last thing they remember
 And then the next day, how will you know your enemy
 By their color or your fear
 One by one you can cage them in your freedom
 Make them all disappear
 Six hundred sixty-six hundred sixty days
 Two guards for one uncharged
 This morning's papers, ink stains my fingers
 My hands grow darker everyday
 Are the beating drums
 Celebration guns
 The thunder and the laughter
 The last thing they remember
 Are the beating drums
 Celebration guns
 The thunder and the laughter
 The last thing they remember
 Are the beating drums
 Celebration guns
 The thunder and the laughter
 The last thing they remember
 Are the beating drums
 Celebration guns
 The thunder and the laughter
 The last thing they remember
 Goodnight, sleep light, stranger
 Goodnight, sleep light, stranger
 Goodnight, sleep light, stranger