Toknight - Fire on Fire

Loose old squaw in the scant morning light

Says «you wring a man’s neck in the alley out of sight»

You can wring wring, you can skin a swain for some advice

You’ll get a head full of secrets, you might get ahead in life

Recalling innocent games with a youthful glow

It’s all come to pass you by you know

Bishop to queen and queen to Knight

Who’s to blame you suspected Jesus Christ

Well he’s everyone’s favorite scapegoat

We’ll all be alone when we sing our final note

She says in this house the milk gets spilled

And every last one of us will get their fill

The gills is full the gills is full she screams at the sea

And the stubborn bull Says look at me

You can give 'em the axe or give ‘em the cane

But it won’t stop the rain it won’t stop the rain

Bishop to queen and queen to Knight

Who’s to blame you suspected Jesus Christ

Well he’s everyone’s favorite scapegoat

We’ll all be alone when we write our final note

The rains they came and they never left, the mail piles up it won’t be sent

The Chaplin he drags his knuckles now scraping so low to the ground

Bonds and beads and rosemary — Bring me back to Easter day

You can Give ‘em the axe or give ‘em the cane

But it won’t stop the rain it won’t stop the rains

Bishop to queen and queen to Knight

Who’s to blame you suspected Jesus Christ

Well he’s everyone’s favorite scapegoat

We’ll all be alone when we sing our final note