Don't be the one to slam the door, for I let you back in
With my track record, jaws will hit the floor
But all that has to change
Once they see from Melin Wynt off-shore
A turbine regiment is moving here
We're all set to die
And with your green credentials and your ice white eyesore
It's landfill off the scale
Where the sails turn from Melin Wynt
I see off shore
A turbine regiment moving in
We're all set to die
Don't be the one to slam at the door
I won't let you back in
We're all set to die
