Skyclad Skyclad Lyrics:
I'll sing to you of days departed, Times when men
proud and stouthearted carved their names on
history's bloody Page, The corpse of chivalry long
dead Is turning in his loamy bed indignant at your
new 'enlightened' age White-collared knights at
boardroom tables dream their own financial fables,
Fight to make their incomes larger--mounted on
their 'credit charges.' Held within the safety of
this mundane existence-- Facing endless grey
Mondays of dull nine to fives, We all climb the
social ladder with a dogged persistence, Forging
chains we shall carry for the rest of our lives.
We cannot see through clothes may maketh man they
cannot give us shelter-- On this mortal
helter-skelter if our loyalties are torn, Between
the values we believe in and the egos we are
feeding-- We stand all together naked as the day
we were born. And so cast off the lies that are
our lives and find the truth within. SKYCLAD--the
veil has lifted, SKYCLAD--now I see through,
SKYCLAD--your mask of illusion, SKYCLAD--to the
fake that is you. Financial wizards read their
spells from filofaxes Concrete hells of their own
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making pass for Avalon. These men self-made by
shrewd investing spend their weekends
child-molesting, Lost in 'green-belt' dreams they
do no wrong. Your mortgage payment rocket-- Like
your blood pressure rising, Executive stresses are
the dragons you fight. In your Armani armour you
are practically shining, So have no code of
honour--you must always be right. Just give me a
simple life--my tastes are not demanding, And
whatever life may hand me I'll accept it with good
grace; For I'm just a simple lad with few ideas
about my station, So ale and song will apt suffice
to keep me in my place. How can you know the cost
of everything yet never see its worth? If you
think because you've paid the piper you should
call the tune-- Well think again my friend life is
a gain of chance, By Fate's command we win or
lose, But still retain the right to choose If we
should stumble on--or shed our cares and dance
SKYCLAD--the veil has lifted, SKYCLAD--no I see
through, SKYCLAD--your mask of illusion,
SKYCLAD--to the fake that is you. You charge each
other for the time and breath it takes to say
'good morning,' But the truth is slowly
dawning--things are getting out of hand, We all
pursue our shattered dreams along the roads to our
own ruin-- Watch our empires sink and wash away
like castles made of sand. And so cast off the
lies that are your lives and find the truth within
Lyrics: Skyclad, Skyclad [end]