Ted Leo & The Pharmacists the lost brigade

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Welcome to the lost brigade, lost, but pursuing
Fragments to protect the day from badness and ruin
And this one's for the makers who have made, only to be made
By the takers who delayed, later to declaim
Who will be beatified and who sees a line and files along?
Who won't let tomorrow die, and who keeps the vision moving on?
In this land of grand decay, we resist here
13,040 days, I have been here
Walking sticks and screaming bricks might leave you winded
But when you vindicate the last, the next is defended
So, reckless and direction less, just get in line and file along
Resolutions live and die, but every memory of mine's a song
So when my mind begins to turn, turn in confusion
Will I find that I have earned your absolution?
Yes, when my mind begins to turn and returns in confusion
There are gifts I'm to discern here, in profusion
Because every little memory has a song

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