The Ballad of the Jersey Wives

9.03 in September

News reader wept, man, we all can remember

All I was left with was a wedding ring

But without him this gold band

It just don't mean a thing

And it all played out like a bad B-movie

But there were holes in the plot

And the actors didn't move me

You think that I'm mad but I know to my core

I've read the official truth

But there's a truth worth fighting for

Bang, bang, bang at the door

Bang at the door, bang at the door

Kick, kick, kick down the door

Kick down the door till the door is no more

Now I shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts

Chase cowards down corridors

While our children grow

Do you know what it's like to scream

At the top of your lungs

And have not one single person look up

From their sums?

But I'll bellow my son till the day that I die

For the fatherless children

And the husband-less wives

And the military man with his oil black gun

Just patted my head and said

"Darling, what's done is done"

Bang, bang, bang at the door

Bang at the door, bang at the door

Kick, kick, kick down the door

Kick down the door till the door is no more

Bang, bang, bang at the door

Bang at the door, bang at the door

Kick, kick, kick down the door

Kick down the door till the door is no more

The door is no more.