Lift The Veil Kiss The Tank
The Blood Brothers Lyrics


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Here comes the man with concussions in his pocket
Here comes the man with a laser-guided rocket
Here comes the man with a fistful of pills so you can kill with no remorse
With no recourse, dance on your conscience until it's a corpse
War never ends
War never begins
Hoist up the hag of destitution!
His mouth's an empty room where wild woes wander
Young machetes in lingerie charm us all into a frenzy
His mouth's an empty hole full of quadriplegics
Here comes the man
So you charge into battle, muscles rippling, tanks tingling
Before you fire a shot a white flash feels up your flesh
And cloaks you in a robe of blood, maydays you in a ship of mud
War never ends
War never begins
Hoist up the hag of destitution!
His mouth's an empty room where wild woes sleep sow
Young machetes in lingerie charm us all into a frenzy
His mouth's an empty hole full of quadriplegics
They left you for dead in the desert haunted with the ghosts of prostitutes
They want you!
They want you!
Dress my corpse up in a low-cut dress
Drizzle lipstick on my charred french kiss
Dip my severed jaw in cheap cologne




Push-up bras dangling from snapped elbows
But death's just death no matter how you dress it up

Overall Meaning

The Blood Brothers’ song “Lift the Veil Kiss the Tank” is a commentary on war and its effects on individuals who participate in it. The opening lines, “Here comes the man with concussions in his pocket / Here comes the man with a laser-guided rocket,” suggest that war is an industry in which violence has become only a product, and those who benefit are those who profit from selling it. The following lines, “Here comes the man with a fistful of pills so you can kill with no remorse / With no recourse, dance on your conscience until it's a corpse,” suggest that the individuals fighting in these wars are forced to participate in violent acts that require them to suppress their morality.


Line by Line Meaning

Here comes the man with concussions in his pocket
The man who arrives carries with him the effects of traumatic brain injuries that he has suffered.


Here comes the man with a laser-guided rocket
The man who arrives has access to advanced technology, specifically a weapon that can accurately target its intended victim.


Here comes the man with a fistful of pills so you can kill with no remorse
The man who arrives is providing drugs to someone so that they can commit murder without feeling guilt or regret.


With no recourse, dance on your conscience until it's a corpse
If there are no options to avoid a wrongdoing, embrace it and ignore the pangs of guilt that may result until one's conscience is completely dead.


War never ends
There will always be conflict and violence between individuals and groups of people.


War never begins
Conflict and violence are ever-present conditions in society that exist even during moments of relative peace and calm.


Hoist up the hag of destitution!
Elevate the representation of poverty and despair so that it cannot be ignored or overlooked by those in power.


His mouth's an empty room where wild woes wander
He speaks words with seemingly no substance that are full of negative emotions and lack direction or purpose.


Young machetes in lingerie charm us all into a frenzy
A group of attractive individuals wielding weapons seduce and excite people, inciting a reaction that may be violent and chaotic.


His mouth's an empty hole full of quadriplegics
What he says has a paralyzing effect on those listening, leaving them feeling incapacitated and unable to act.


So you charge into battle, muscles rippling, tanks tingling
With a sense of excitement and confidence, one enters into a conflict with their physical strength and military machinery at the ready.


Before you fire a shot a white flash feels up your flesh
Even before any action is taken, a sensation of fear and trepidation washes over a person, indicating the possible consequences of what is about to happen.


And cloaks you in a robe of blood, maydays you in a ship of mud
The consequences of the conflict are deadly and messy, with injuries and deaths that are unavoidable and difficult to manage.


They left you for dead in the desert haunted with the ghosts of prostitutes
After the conflict, you are abandoned to potentially die in a harsh and unforgiving environment that is plagued by the memories of past tragedy and destruction.


They want you!
There are individuals or groups who specifically seek to harm or exploit you for their own purposes.


Dress my corpse up in a low-cut dress
Even in death, there is an attempt to make the body appear desirable by putting it in clothing that highlights its sexuality.


Drizzle lipstick on my charred french kiss
Despite the destruction and violence, there is an attempt to make the aftermath appear romantic by adding a cosmetic touch to an otherwise gruesome image.


Dip my severed jaw in cheap cologne
Even when a body is disfigured by violence, there is an attempt to beautify it with a fragrance, regardless of its quality or cost.


Push-up bras dangling from snapped elbows
Even when the physical body is damaged and unrecognizable, an attempt is made to enhance its sexual appeal through a clothing accessory.


But death's just death no matter how you dress it up
Despite any attempt to make the aftermath of violence appear acceptable or desirable, the ultimate result of death cannot be obscured or altered.




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