: As a young boy chasing dragons with your wooden sword so mighty, You're St. George or you're David and you always killed the beast. Times change very
: He threw down a glove you made the mistake Of picking it up now you're gone The choosing of guns or fighting with swords The choice of weapons is done
of the night - watching me go Green is the cat's eye that glows - in this temple Enter the risen Osiris - risen again Tell me why I had to be a powerslave
Kill for gain or shoot to maim But we don't need a reason The Golden Goose is on the loose And never out of season Some blackened pride still burns inside
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get
As a young boy chasing dragons with your wooden sword so mighty, You're St. George or you're David and you always killed the beast. Times change very
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Hear the rime of the ancient mariner See his eye as he stops one of three Mesmerises one of the wedding guests Stay here and listen to the nightmares
He threw down a glove you made the mistake Of picking it up now you're gone The choosing of guns or fighting with swords The choice of weapons is done
Turn the spotlights on the people, Switch the dial and eat the worm. Take your chances, kill the engine, Drop your bombs and let it burn. White flags
night - watching me go Green is the cat's eye that glows - in this Temple Enter the risen Osiris - Risen again. [Chorus:] Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave