The Band and the Bandwagon

Take me to where reckless sings
Without the acoustic.
Show me whatever it brings,
Steal out of her picnic.

Steal out of her picnic,
Detach her wagon’s strings.
The band is a wise trick,
A front to rob the kings.

A front to rob the kings
And mount the thrones after.
But before the war springs,
Here’s a toast to laughter.

Here’s a toast to laughter,
For those we got to save.
To will, we won’t shatter,
If we end in the grave.

Leonell