Quixote

We didn't need it in the first place, but to be defeated would be strange

We prepared for war and as the verse states

The battlefield became the stage

The kickdrum is an earthquake, and the typhoon is the bass

The guitars will make the earth shake, and this song is the birthplace

We strapped on our armor

'Cause TPC are men of honor

The drums were getting louder and we knew

The winds would churn for hours, they'd come out of the water

But TPC are men of honor, yes it's true

Things ain't as they seem

Something's wrong with this scene

And the wind blows up mean

Now I'm not talking just to talk it, I keep my money where my mouth is

But lately it's just a little too close to call it

The rally cries became our rockets, the casualties were catastrophic

You think you're shivering now, just wait until the frost hits

We ain't in Kansas and this sure as hell ain't August

And the tornadoes slowly morphed into a moshpit

The downpour worked its way back to the faucet drain

It started soft but now we're twisting in the toxic rain

And we can't help but watch each other wash away

I don't think we're coming back but really that's OK

We all seemed to thoroughly enjoy our crazy stay

We walked through life like it was one great big parade

We walked through life like Sancho Panza and Don Quixote

We used to want it now we never want it back

We choose the gauntlet

We used to want it now we never want it back

We'll prove we're honest