Need More Bandages

Lyrics

Stockpiles of ammunition in wooden crates
Stenciled with exotic ports of call
White rags stuffing up glass jugs
Clean-burning overproof alcohol
I did not seek out the mission,
But the mission found me
Twenty-one years old
I mean to learn what it's like to be free

We're going to need more bandages
We're going to need more bandages
Cheap overseas tobacco
Hidden treasures within
You can even smoke it if you're desperate
We do get desperate now and again
I am not the first to follow the plan,
Just a cog in the machine
I'm just here to run interference
Dancing like a fly on the screen

We're going to need more bandages
We're going to need more bandages

More bandages - more shovels!
When the shovels break,
We've still got our fingernails!

Why wait until tomorrow?
Victory awaits with the dawn!
If we all get blown to pieces,
We can leave a nasty mark when we're gone
I did not hunt down the moment,
It found me in a dream
Struck down as a warning to the others
Nothing without my brothers

We're going to need more bandages
We're going to need more bandages

Banter

• That's one of the weirdest songs I've written since the tape days, in terms of the music. The chord progression is a little more angular than I usually go. I'm so tethered to melodic development chord progressions, and this has a lot of half steps in it and stuff that I find pretty interesting, and rhythmically it's like that, too. It's kind of got sort of a post-punk feel to it that I like. (Apple Music release notes)

Live Performances

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