Lyrics

Where the troops of the court yard Sound the alarms When you turned on your charms For the brothers in arms Caught a train Did a rain dance And to shooting forth Is the froth of the fruit It's a product cut from the cloth Of his tear away suit It's a great plan He's a great man Please do explain How it came back up the drain I might have known Being energy for golden throne I can see the shine The silver lining The aerial's packed And I'm writing them down Straight from desk And a picture frame With a zig zag destination And the skeleton key Hanging on the front door For the panicking rooms On the 13th floor For no one But everyone is invited All these entertain I can't see them clearly Tear more light in Be a child In your nursery Try them on Decide what's more exciting For the home, dear For the home
Writer(s): Robert Pollard Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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