And from the other side

A sheer white knuckle ride

So young yet feel so stung by the game

I know what's left in a name

With all those national strains



The lion hits the stage

Purple hearts revolving round with purple rage

And we all want to know where the weather goes

And what's in store tomorrow



No we don't need a replacement

The more I see the more I learn

All that time in the basement

I can't wait nor hang around



Language that shocks of the new

With the promise there's nothing to hide

When vultures rise out of the blue

And the circle of fireflies tonight

And all that heavenly light

I can't understand

The coup d'etat that walks inside every man

They all wanna know 'bout the fasion show

Where the Queen will go tomorrow



Tomorrow

Where the Queen will go tomorrow

Where the Queen will go tomorrow



No we don't need a replacement

The more I see the more I learn

All that time in the basement

I can't wait nor hang around



Feel real power in the darkness

The more I see the more I learn

Feel it more than I confess

I can't wait nor hang around



I'll be outside

I'll be outside

Song for the tribes

Song for the tribes

The more I see the more I learn

No we don't need a replacement

The more I see the more I learn

Song for the tribes