3 acessos
What shape now, is the coast I grew up by?
And what price now, is the hate that I'm fuelling?
I'm king of a very small tribe
Scorn on the minuscule enemies
Let's all go to heaven at once
Just one blast for justice, then
Up!
Holy wires and a blessed detonator
Inside out like the pope in a teleport
I'm king of a very small tribe
Scorn on the minuscule enemies
Let's all go to heaven at once
Just one blast for justice, then
Up!
But he's not like you at all
No he smiles at the passers by
And he works his digits raw
And he's beige as a hearing aid
And all the things just slide away from me
And all desires are slipping out the door
So leave me where I lay my faithless head
Join your dots and keep it to yourself
Just leave me where I lay
I'm king of a very small tribe
Scorn on the minuscule enemies
Let's all go to heaven at once
Just one blast for justice, then up!
Just leave me where I lay
I'm king of a very small tribe
Scorn on the minuscule enemies
Let's all go to heaven at once
Just one blast for justice, then
Up!
Up!