Lyrics:
the liars
Claiming for their lives
Prayers won’t save them this night
Armed with spikes
Shields crossed by swords
The old Saxon has taught us
And leather is
peaceful waters flow;
I took a walk past the old Saxon well,
Down by the cathedral, I heard the chapel bell,
And joined the people singing for a way
more
We walked and we talked by the Old Saxon shore
(As beside us great ships came in from the sea)
At Tilbury great ships ride the tide off the sea
waters flow
I took a walk past the old Saxon well
Down by the cathedral, I heard the chapel bell
And joined the people singing, for a way to go
Where
rapping
Dripping with water, my fit look like Percious Jackson
Old Man Saxon, I'm keeping it real
While they looking for bills
I'll be looking for
a dance an a duplicate
A style him get off a Saxon or a old yard tape
I say de lyrics way me chat dem must variate
An 'nough people dem a say don't
I'll be your suburban night superhero This rounds for the husbands that don't get out Your Anglo -Saxon upper middle class super ego For all
Chapman
RIGHT HEAD : Michael Palin
OLD MAN : Terry Gilliam
HEAD KNIGHT OF NEE : Michael Palin
FATHER : Michael Palin
PRINCE HERBERT : Terry Jones
GUARD #1 :
of the Anglo-Saxons
Woden, the king of the barbarians
Woden's name derives from a root akin to old English wolf
And the spear
Is a weapon, that we may specifically
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with the sunset
And put it in the attic with the emperors old clothes
When did it fall apart?
Sometime in
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with the sunset
And put it in the attic with the emperors old clothes
When did it fall apart?
Sometime in
Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with the sunset
And put it in the attic with the emperors old clothes
When did it fall apart?
Sometime in
ours
Through Saxon land for the pagan man
Germania, Germania
Rebuild the Irminsul behold the Saxon rule
With reborn glory
Onward through heathen lands
Lift MacCahir Og your face, brooding o'er the old disgrace
That black FitzWilliam stormed your place, drove you to the fern
Grey said victory was
Lift MacCahir Og your face
You're brooding o'er you're old disgrace
That black FitzWilliam stormed your place
He sent you to the Fern
Grey said
peaceful then and love was all around.
And scarcely twenty one years old, a young man in his prime.
We were married, darling Willie by the eve of Christmas
guess I'm breaking ties with my heritage
cnd white anglo saxon's actions trashing the cmericas
HipHop heretics, with the same old narrative
Parasitic
O Lift MacCahir Óg your face
Brooding o'er the old disgrace
That black Fitzwilliam stormed your place and
Sent you to the Fern
Grey said victory was
to the land of O'Neill and O'Donnell
Of Lord Lucan of old and the immortal O'Connell
Where Brian chased the Dane and St. Patrick the vermin
And whose valleys
the Norman
Dane and Saxon have mingled with the Gael
Administered the Kingdom but soon
The Pale was reelin'
To cradle Irish freedom in
Dear old Dublin town
(Still livin' for today, in these last days and times)
Yo, it'd be, paradise life, relaxin'
Black, Latino and Anglo-Saxon
Armani Exchange, the Range
Lift mcCahir Og your face
You're brooding over the old disgrace
That Black Fitzwilliam stormed your place and sent you to the ferns
Grey said
(Still livin' for today, in these last days and times)
Yo, it'd be, paradise life, relaxin'
Black, Latino and Anglo-Saxon
Armani Exchange, the Range
To the city of our fathers
Where friend and foe have gathered
Where the Norman
Dane and Saxon had mingled with the Gael
Administered the Kingdom but
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