Poor Souls Of Pompeii
Poor Souls Of Pompeii - Burn Burn Burn songtekst
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I sat up all night despite the creeping Lures of sleep, I've waited patiently For word of you to come It didn't come, it didn't come, it never comes So I listen to the voices on the inside Of my skull, last night I heard them give their game away And a fishhook did catch me right in my eye, and We are surrounded, and their claims are unfounded Your Honour, I swear my mind was clouded I meant no harm Meant no harm And when they touch their torches to the floor, The witches burn, the witches burn So gather 'round, you mighty men of straw, And watch them burn, burn, burn Let's take off the handbrake and plummet downhill Your erratic behaviour gets me still My pulse increases every time I'd rather you lied, rather you lied, rather you lied and We are surrounded, and their claims are unfounded, Your Honour, I swear my mind was clouded, Et cetera, la-dee-da And when they touch their torches to the floor, The witches burn, the witches burn So gather 'round, you mighty men of straw, And watch them burn, burn, burn So gather 'round, you mighty men of straw, And watch them burn, watch them burn Come on and touch your torches to the floor And watch them burn, burn, burn When they touch their torches to the floor, The witches burn, the witches burn Come on and touch your torches to the floor, And watch them burn, burn, burn So gather 'round, you mighty men of straw, And watch them burn, watch them burn Come on and touch your torches to the floor, And watch them burn, burn, burn So gather 'round you mighty men of straw...