Byzantine
Spin my dradle and I will split your atom
Spin the bottle and I will play assassin
We parachute to ground for we fear the empire (the empire)
We parachute to ground for we fear the empire (the empire)
Pale meadows crumble on
Well I'm waiting for the sun to go out
We won't fear
Dripping like a sunday
Standing at my doorstep
Cloudy like a pigpen (we won't fear)
Wearing an old boar's head
I would like to help you
I would like to wake up
I would like to ask you (we won't fear)
If you'd rather close up
You could help me figure out this time
Figure out this time
We parachute to ground for we fear the empire (the empire)
We parachute to ground for we fear the empire (the empire)