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Album: Signals, Calls and Marches EP
Released: 1981
Genre: American post-punk

Lyrics:

Once I had my heroes 
Once I had my dreams 
But all of that has changed now 
They've turned things inside out 
The truth is not that comfortable, no

And Mother taught us patience 
The virtues of restraint 
And Father taught us boundaries 
Beyond which we must go 
To find the secrets promised us, yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver 
That's when it all gets blown away 
That's when I reach for my revolver 
The spirit fights to find its way

A friend of mine once told me 
His one and only aim 
To build a giant castle 
And live inside his name 
Cry and whispers sing in muted pain 
Yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver 
That's when it all gets blown away 
That's when I reach for my revolver 
The spirit fights to find its way

Tonight the sky is empty 
But that is nothing new 
Its dead eyes look upon us 
And they tell me we're nothing but slaves

That's when I reach for my revolver (just slaves) 
That's when I reach for my revolver 
That's when I reach for my revolver 
That's when I reach for my revolver 
That's when I reach for my revolver 
That's when I reach for my revolver