9.03 in September News reader wept, man, we all can remember All I was left with was a wedding ring But without him this gold band It just don't mean a thing And it all played out like a bad B-movie But there were holes in the plot And the actors didn't move me You think that I'm mad but I know to my core I've read the official truth But there's a truth worth fighting for Bang, bang, bang at the door Bang at the door, bang at the door Kick, kick, kick down the door Kick down the door till the door is no more Now I shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts Chase cowards down corridors While our children grow Do you know what it's like to scream At the top of your lungs And have not one single person look up From their sums? But I'll bellow my son till the day that I die For the fatherless children And the husband-less wives And the military man with his oil black gun Just patted my head and said "Darling, what's done is done" Bang, bang, bang at the door Bang at the door, bang at the door Kick, kick, kick down the door Kick down the door till the door is no more Bang, bang, bang at the door Bang at the door, bang at the door Kick, kick, kick down the door Kick down the door till the door is no more The door is no more.