Singing Rule Britannia (While The Walls Close In) Testo

A prisoner of my paradox Heaven or hell Pacing up and down my cage Too soon to tell What a suffocating state to be Working class heroes Mean nothing to me I'm a working class zero Chained to the tree of life A dangerous thing to be And now the baby needs to grow But the mother is crazy What lies behind the mask Behind the wave and the smile Your appearance is deceptive Sweet crocodile What a fascinating thing to see Revealing all your secrets You'd better beware Revealing all your secrets You wouldn't dare Reveal yourself to me Would you? It must have been like this before But my memory's hazy So I'll stand in line Three million desperados There's hope for me But for some the story's different They'll stand in line They'll bide their time Waiting for a sign Counting out the time Clever clever creatures Death in your kiss Playing with the future In innocent bliss What a suffocating state to be But what a fascinating thing to see