Lyrics

It takes a cake That takes the cake Separate parts of the world that You can name Enemy of the state Participate In the great games of War you're born into I'm finally gone I'm finally on to Something I can taste and know The pistols are drawn Only here to draw the Fury of your logic home That little snake That ingrate propagating violations Enemy of the state Of the mandate The changing of the guards And the oceans Let the crowd decide Let yourself give in Let yourself mix in Oh, let the troops collide Let history begin Again and again I'll find it I know I wrote this down Somewhere I'll find it I'll find it I know I wrote this down Somewhere I'll find it I'll find it I'm finally gone I'm finally on to Something I can taste and know The pistols are drawn Only here to draw the fury of your Logic home It takes a cake that takes the cake History begins again Enemy of the state of the mandate Changing of the guards and the oceans It takes a cake that takes the cake History begins again Enemy of the state of the mandate Changing of the guards and the oceans
Writer(s): Steve Teare Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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