Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Terminal Gods
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Maisey
Composer
Robert Cowlin
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terminal Gods
Producer
Alex Gettinby
Producer
Gordon Young
Producer
Lyrics
An overdosed fanfare calling down.
A thoroughfare, running away from here.
The light blinds all as the lessons learnt
Teach where the money resides, and hear
The calling crowds go: flip us a coin.
Baying, ever always, under corporate spin.
The fire grows higher as the lessons learnt
Teach, rejoice, and touch the flame.
Living through a painted smile,
You know we're grinning under pain of treason.
Lessons in fire say: touch the flame,
You gotta do it again.
Hush money, gonna run away,
You gotta burn for gold
To keep the poor man cold.
Lessons in fire say touch the flame,
Touch the flame,
Touch me.
You said, kiss and change.
I said, okay.
I said, everything that you say or do means change,
And nothing remains.
Drag me down the dirt road,
The track's too clean.
For every little issue
Drop a dollar through my door
You fell for this old joke like a bomb,
But lessons in fire don't hurt no more.
Writer(s): Robert Henry Saan Maisey, Robert Cowlin
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