Standard (EADGBE)

So tomorrow there will be another number,

For the one who had a name.

Desert winds and a perverse desire to win,

History buried in shame.

Are those beating drums, celebration guns,

The thunder and the laughter, the last thing they remember?

Are those beating drums, celebration guns,

The thunder and the laughter, the last thing they remember?

Then the next day, how will you know your enemy?

By their colour or your fear?

One by one you can cage them in your freedom,

Make them all disappear.

Six hundred sixty-six hundred sixty days,

Two guards for one uncharged

This morning's paper's ink stains my fingers,

My hands grow darker every day.

Are those beating drums, celebration guns,

The thunder and the laughter, the last thing they remember?

Are those beating drums, celebration guns,

The thunder and the laughter, the last thing they remember?

Are those beating drums, celebration guns,

The thunder and the laughter, the last thing they remember?

Are those beating drums, celebration guns,

The thunder and the laughter, the last thing they remember?

Good night, sleep light, stranger.

Good night, sleep light, stranger.

Good night, sleep light, stranger.

This is an amazing song and also an amazing band.

I've seen Stars twice and loved them both times. An even better version of this song is

the "Do You Trust Your Friends" album and

it's remixed by they're friends from Camouflage Nights along with Kevin Drew.