The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
I'm a man on a mission, last line of defence
I will carry the shrapnel and common sense
No, I'm not on the fence
Can't you tell by the facts they show?
It's too conclusive, they can't possibly know and
They're out to get you
They won't forget to feed you fiction and lies
But we are armoured
The last battalion of knights in white
In tin foil kevlar, I'm prepped up and I've been assigned
Pray that Jesus will guide me all through the night
My beacon of light
A blaze that blinds but we don't look away
They call us a mob but we keep evil at bay and
They're out to get you
They won't forget to feed you fiction and lies
But we are armoured
The last battalion of knights in white
They're out to get you
They won't forget to feed you fiction and lies
But we are armoured
The last battalion of knights in white
They're out to get you
They won't forget to feed you fiction and lies
But we are armoured
The last battalion of knights in white
Nicke Andersson:
I am a big fan of ’70s glam, so this is me trying to channel Sweet and Slade. But then, it’s through the Swedish filter, so it will come out different. But that was the idea when I sat down with the guitar. I had this riff that I thought sounded a bit like it could be from that era...