Damnation - Ian Mcculloch

Got my suit of armor on

Trynna find some kind of meaning

A peg to hang a hope upon

Something real to stop me dreaming

I’m thinking

I’m thinking

And thinking starts me feeling

Damn damnation

Damn damn nation

Damn damnation

Damn damn nation

Snowflakes on the oven top

Drumbeats in the wild blue yonder

Didn’t hear the penny drop

Shenendoah I’m doomed to wonder

I’m hoping

I’m hoping

No more no longer

Damn damnation

Damn damn nation

Damn damnation

Damn damn nation

Got my ticket to the game

Bullets in a darkened chamber

Every one a different frame

Each an old familiar danger

I’m changing

I’m changing

No more the stranger

Damn damnation

Damn damn nation

Damn damnation

Damn damn nation

Damn damn

Nation