 With a pocket full of shells Weapons, not food, not hope, not shoes, not need Just feed the war cannibal animal eye Walk the corner to the rumble That used to be a library Lila put a mine in cemetery now What we don't know keeps the contract alive and movable They don't gotta burn the book, they just remove them Wild arms warehouses selling crackers and cells Rally round the family Pockets full of shells Rally round the family With a pocket full of shells