Straight to the Dome - Pro-Pain

Here’s a tale of ole John Courage

He stood out from the crowd

With all bark, no bite, piss drunk and loud

As each ale went down his wisdom followed

And the liquid courage of John, it started to show

Back up ole friend of mine, don’t cross that line

Back up ole friend of mine, don’t cross that line

Then I look to the corner to drink with myself

I found it better for me, and for John’s health

Like the butt of a joke, along came John

Then he asked for the time and he reached for a smoke

Back up ole friend of mine, don’t cross that line

Back up ole friend of mine, don’t cross that line

Well, he laughed at my request and flicked some ash in my quarter cask

Then we entered the danger zone and I wondered if he was alone

I went straight to the dome and dropped him like a stone

(Straight to the dome and dropped him like a stone)

Such is the tale of ole John Courage

We hadn’t seen or heard from him since then, when he was sent to oblivion

But old salts die hard and hes no exception to the rule

Speak of the devil, hes come right back for more

I say back up ole friend of mine, don’t cross that line

Right now you need to fucking STOP!