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Half Moon
Tinlicker
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Standing on the cornerstone
I hear the larks are calling
Larks are calling
And I'll be landing on the borders of Rome
To see the kings are falling
Kings are falling
And we'll be brandishing our daggers or arm
Until the morning's dawning
Morning's dawning
And they'll be killing for a seat on the throne
When righteous knights are storming
Knights are storming
And we will tear it down
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And we will tear it down
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They say it's easy to criticise in days like these
Living backside to front inside a cyanide dream
Fuelling greed, impresarios and dressed up thieves
Clowns suited in conjecture on these HD screens
Before these whipper-snappers making old dogs toil
Bleeding out the grease monkeys for the cocks in the coil
This is Toytown Junction, this dystopian free
And it's a cast-iron pity if you see what they see
So I said fire up the machine, these slugs are loaded
They're stretching your means until your hands are folded
Slide up the ravine, these streets were never golden
Try venting your spleen or blowing over motion
No thanks and no please, they want it now or never
Where greed is the key and I don't feel so clever
Discreet in defeat, I'm more for hell and leather
So climb on your feet and we can make it better
Standing on the cornerstone
I hear the larks are calling
Larks are calling
And I'll be landing on the borders of Rome
To see the kings are falling
Kings are falling
And we'll be brandishing our daggers or arm
Until the morning's dawning
Morning's dawning
And they'll be killing for a seat on the throne
When righteous knights are storming
Knights are storming
And we will tear it down
ย
And we will tear it down
ย
And we will tear it down
ย
And we will tear it down
ย
They say it's easy to criticise in days like these
Living backside to front inside a cyanide dream
Fuelling greed, impresarios and dressed up thieves
Clowns suited in conjecture on these HD screens
Before these whipper-snappers making old dogs toil
Bleeding out the grease monkeys for the cocks in the coil
This is Toytown Junction, this dystopian free
And it's a cast-iron pity if you see what they see
So I said fire up the machine, these slugs are loaded
They're stretching your means until your hands are folded
Slide up the ravine, these streets were never golden
Try venting your spleen or blowing over motion
No thanks and no please, they want it now or never
Where greed is the key and I don't feel so clever
Discreet in defeat, I'm more for hell and leather
So climb on your feet and we can make it better
Standing on the cornerstone
I hear the larks are calling
Larks are calling
And I'll be landing on the borders of Rome
To see the kings are falling
Kings are falling
And we'll be brandishing our daggers or arm
Until the morning's dawning
Morning's dawning
And they'll be killing for a seat on the throne
When righteous knights are storming
Knights are storming
And we will tear it down
ย