England Screams

Life will hit you like a car crash
Break you like a weak glass
Take you out your paradigm
You’ve got nothing left to give me
Maybe you should kill me
Just enough to kill the time

Put your money where your mouth is
Show me where the gold is
Take me to the firing squad
I’ve got nothing left to give you
Maybe I should kill you
Take you to your firing squad

England screams
Now we’re pouring on the gasoline
Do you hear it?
England screams
Now we’re pouring on the gasoline

Two steps back
Face to the tarmac
Twenty twenty one
Take you back to the ice age
Tire slash, astronomical attack
There’s a policy to kill
What's left of the membrane

England screams
Now we’re pouring on the gasoline
Do you hear it?
England screams
Now we’re pouring on the gasoline

I’ve got nothing left to give you
Maybe I should kill you
Take you to your firing squad

England screams
Now we’re pouring on the gasoline
Do you hear it?
England screams
Now we’re pouring on the gasoline