Lunatic and Fire Pistol (John Peel session 05/02/1983)
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Oh my stars that fall like ashen memories amidst the trees
Then pass like leper sunsets on the shore
In English town my sweetheart weeps
And how I would prefer
To be counting sheep than fighting in the war
Now lunatic can fire pistol deep into my brain
Once more into the breach
Into the fray
Insane I see the roughhouse boys descend onto the green
The candle burns the hours that light the day
But now I am the undergrowth
And still I would prefer
To be leaving Hell and travelling far away
In short the village ignorance
Are plundering my town
It's a savage heart that beats them on their way
So lunatic can fire pistol deep into my brain
Once more into the breach
Into the fray
Again I see the roughhouse boys descend onto my green
The candle burns the hours that light the day
But safe in this uniform
In no other way
Cast out and destitute
Ridden once with violence
Now I decay
But long ago I had a friend, honey
And sound and fury was his game
Pure contempt for any picture, honey
Just dedication to the frame
No stomach for the fighting
No fear, no cannon fire
So lunatic just fire pistol there