No man abandon his post. A gatecrasher has called
us to arms. Take up your torch. I want this ship
cleaner than a hospital ward. A radical has
polluted our ranks. Slouch into position men, this
is a war. Set the traps. We'll have that
criminal's head marched through the streets on a
stick. Someone will pay for this. We'll squeeze
his goddamn brains out. Sleep with one knife open.
You can't outthink us, we've been out of thoughts
for a while. The warrior with the deadliest weapon
is the one without an instruction manual for his
gun. This is a union of dunces and we are the new
global menace. Stalking the land, gnashing dull
teeth, tapping our feet, sighing and humming and
watching the clock. That's what you get for
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alive, we'll pluck out your eyes And the cannons
will roar as we march to the capitol, dragging
your hide. Drooling polished jackboot monsters,
tracking the scent of a sleeping child. Your
composure gave you away, next time it's best to
cry havoc. Keep marching, the bridge is ours.
They're coming to get me. They're coming to take
me away. I'll never make love in this town again.
Everyone on the dance floor is doomed. Hit the
ground. Shut your mouth. The prisoners have laid
waste to the pulpit. You're in for it now. Are
these helicopters for me? Have I been appointed to
speak? Then I'm going to Hell, and I'm taking the
renaissance with me.