Lyrics:
To ride the storm, to an empire of the clouds
To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost
To ride the storm, to a kingdom that will come
To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion
Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Grey lady giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away, an October fateful day
Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship, the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas skin, silvered in the sun
Never tested with the fury, with a beating yet to come
The fury yet to come
In the gathering gloom, a storm rising in the west
The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass
We must go now, we must take our chance with fate
We must go now, for a politician he can't be late
The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch,
But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch
She never flew at full speed, a trial never done
Her fragile outer cover, her Achilles would become
An Achilles yet to come
Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed
Loyal to the king, and an airship creed
The engines drum, the telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground
Said the coxswain, sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight
Said the captain, damn the cargo, we'll be on our way tonight
Groundlings cheered in wonder, as she backed up from the mast
Baptizing them her water, from the ballast fore and aft
Now she slips into our past
Fighting the wind as it rolls you
Feeling the diesels that push you along
Watching the channel below you
Lower and lower, into the night
Lights are passing below you
Northern France, asleep in their beds
Storm is raging around you
A million to one, that's what he said
Reaper standing beside her
With his scythe cuts to the bone
Panic to make a decision
Experienced men, asleep in their graves
Her cover is ripped and she's drowning
Rain is flooding into the hull
Bleeding to death and she's falling
Lifting gas is draining away
We're down lads, came a cry, bow plunging from the sky
Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die
The flares to guide her path ignited at the last
The empire of the clouds, just ashes in our past
Just ashes at the last
Here lie their dreams as I stand in the sun
On the ground where they built, and the engines did run
To the moon and the stars, now what have we done?
To ride the storm, to an empire of the clouds
To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost
To ride the storm, to a kingdom that will come
To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion
Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Grey lady giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away, an October fateful day
Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship, the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas skin, silvered in the sun
Never tested with the fury, with a beating yet to come
The fury yet to come
In the gathering gloom, a storm rising in the west
The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass
We must go now, we must take our chance with fate
We must go now, for a politician he can't be late
The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch
But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch
She never flew at full speed, a trial never done
Her fragile outer cover, her Achilles would become
An Achilles yet to come
Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed
Loyal to the king, and an airship creed
The engines drum, the telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground
Said the coxswain, sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight
Said the captain, damn the cargo, we'll be on our way tonight
Groundlings cheered in wonder, as she backed up from the mast
Baptizing them her water, from the ballast fore and aft
Now she slips into our past
Fighting the wind as it rolls you
Feeling the diesels that push you along
Watching the channel below you
Lower and lower, into the night
Lights are passing below you
Northern France, asleep in their beds
Storm is raging around you
A million to one, that's what he said
Reaper standing beside her
With his scythe cuts to the bone
Panic to make a decision
Experienced men, asleep in their graves
Her cover is ripped and she's drowning
Rain is flooding into the hull
Bleeding to death and she's falling
Lifting gas is draining away
We're down lads, came a cry, bow plunging from the sky
Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die
The flares to guide her path ignited at the last
The empire of the clouds, just ashes in our past
Just ashes at the last
Here lie their dreams as I stand in the sun
On the ground where they built, and the engines did run
To the moon and the stars, now what have we done?
Anchors raised and sails unbent, into the cosmic sea she went
Behold her vast magnificence
Fifty-thousand armored tons, clad bow to stern with iron guns
Across the ocean, lands, and sky, advancing through enemy lines
Hell rained down
Chaos, death and fire
With strength and speed unrivaled
No recourse for survival
The crimson fluid filled their dying lungs
Armed to the teeth
A monumental heap
Into the soul-burning sun
Underneath the moonshade of decreation
Peace was never an option
Peace was never an option
War vessel
Man-made death machine
War vessel
Slaughter paved the path to victory
Into the soul-burning sun
Underneath the moonshade of decreation
Peace was never an option
Peace was never an option
War vessel
Man-made death machine
War vessel
War vessel
Man-made death machine
War vessel
Slaughter paved the path to victory
Waves of raging blue
Storm against her mighty hull
Towards the canopy
She touches the violet skies
Washed away to bleeding shores
Steadfast, all guns blazing forth
Into the soul-burning sun
Underneath the moonshade of decreation
Peace was never an option
Peace was never an option
War vessel
Man-made death machine
War vessel
War vessel
Man-made death machine
War vessel
Slaughter paved the path to victory
Up with the roger, the vessel is close
Cannons are loaded the weapons prepared
Set up more sails the distance grows
They try to escape, but we shan't care
Calico Jack, listen and hear my command
Calico Jack, I lead you to victory
Calico Jack, We shall win in the end
Calico Jack, You may believe what I foresee
Down with the roger, the vessel's too far
It's time for the red flag, no remorse
Anne and Mary, more rum in my jar
I need more refreshment before we set course
Changing the course now, we must get in touch
Triple afford, he must not escape
Our breath in their neck they feel our grudge
We have to hurry to get them in scrape
Fight
Acrid smell of smoke in the air
White flag's rising, mainmast breaks
Ears go deaf by my brother's blare
Upper deck is taken over
All of a sudden a yelling cry
Ports turn open, what a mess
Soldiers get out 'n' comrades die
Desperate fight's, we're on the loose
"John Rackham,
You are charged with murder and piracy of the high seas
In the name of her Majesty you will be taken from this court
And hung, drawn and quartered
What are your last words, accused?"
Does the guy really want Her Majesty to be a has-been?
He's exiling the royal family to a world of hurt.
Then he himself can be hailed as King Kurt.
They want to treat you like a dog
Sit down sit still do what you're told
Tall tales and no apology
A warm welcome for her majesty
and then they sell you lies with women and cheap holidays
The red tops pound shop spies are names you'll never read again
They want to keep us locked away
Don't care what all the papers say
Armed with a set of QWERTY keys they'll blame this mess on refugees
And then they'll sell you lies with women and cheap holidays
The red tops pound shop spies are names you'll never read again
So don't dare give them time
I will make a promise too
Wait to take your side
I remember but do you?
Wealthy actor Steve's a buffon on the screen
The entourage's his shield, every day's Halloween
After a thousand blackouts, she couldn't take it no more
From being his spouse, she's now just a whore
Hurt, angry and low, he decided to sue
To let the world know she was going down too
Talking billboard merc, a liquor flogging vendor
Super hero jerk, 24/7 bartender
Being an instigator's tiring, since fake news where it's at
He praised Trump, even the queen, and it all just fell flat
She's thirteen and bored, he fucked her, for all to see
Got a muzak award, from his royal majesty
Tardy JCs appearance, all coked up, I am
Handing out penance, absolution per gram
Gods drunk and koo koo, in a trashed hotel room
Naked, armed and a new prodigal son tattoo
St Mary got thrown out of the police station
The officer beyond doubt didn't like her accusations
Revenge of the offended men
Revenge of the offended men
Revenge of the offended men
Johnny Depp amendment
Rich people's laughable behavior is only surpassed by their fans' support
The evil grows from day to day
the doctors have no clue
nobody knows whats wrong with her
don't know what to do
A twisted head with evil eyes
speaking obscene words
Her body's floating in the air
You will die up there
Possessed by an evil force
coming from an ancient source
blessed by a jesuit priest
exorcising the mad beast
possessed by an evil force
coming from an ancient source
blessed by a jesuit priest
exorcising without cease
The demon strengthens every day
and tries his very best
to terrorize the jesuit priest
and put him to the test
Armed by the holy spirit
and his faith in God
He fights the demon bitterly
any chance of victory?
Treading open water
In a sea of selective memory
The days wash over like a tide
Pulled by her majesty - The moon
Your joy will spring forth
Like a flower from the rot
But never exactly from where you thought
I will not fear what is to come
Let sorrow bring another day
I know I'm not the only one
Let tomorrow bring what it may
How do we make it through?
this great demise
weeping old men on the shore
terra mater dolorosa
all her children
all is lost
to see the fear in the handful of dust
to find a hope in a morning light
to see the signs... to hear the call
watch the birds they fly away
ther's hope for them but we have to stay
don't ask me why we were so blind
we were so blind, we all were blind
chained to our drowning vessel
watch the clouds they burn in sky
majesty of unknown wisdom
will be shown on day of wrath
I was out for a walk on the eve that we met
With awestruck hands on the balustrade
I saw a bairn on the fringe of the moorland
Swaddled in white, a cherub astray
With a squint of my eyes, I saw at his crown
Two hollow-horned vessels and the fur of a hound
The eyes of an oxen stared back afraid
The hooves of a beast on the arms of a babe
All I could do was gather the fawn
Bundled up in my arms, I sang him a song
Roses are reds and white are the bones
Do you want to come home
My gentle wife, heedless, opened the door
Uncovered the skin and the coos and the horns
He squalled for the Mother, but absent was she
So we fostered the infant- a family of three
As the years away moldered, our billy boy grew
His frame strong and stout as his father's was too
And much like his mother, his nature was kind
So when mingling with townsfolk, good favor he'd find
The Baby beloved by the rich and the poor
The blissful young beast knew not of forlorn
In throngs came the people, the patrons, the pain
Beguiled by the baby's immeasurable fame
Much like the Baby, my woman was kind
But sharp grew her horns like the blade of a knife
When repose is disrupted, despondency nigh
I traded the beast from my boy to my wife
And though quelled her I did, for the early deluge
I squandered myself to that envious bruise
The arms that once were a haven for the young
Now contorted with spite and armed with a gun
He fled and he left us in grief and remorse
Our baby boy beastling no longer our thorn
Along with our peace, we were widowed of love
Alone with our thoughts, our family was done
Said you want
A P31
But can you handle
Her calling from God?
Said you are
Sent from above
And said that we
Could be the one
She been fastin, prayin, lately
Devoted to the king
Won't let absolutely nothing
Get in between
She the type you gotta run to God for
She the type you wanna give the world to
She the rib of Adam and
She the Ruth to Boaz and
She ain't made just for anyone
Or with someone in particular
Somebody to enhance her ministry
She's worth more than precious rubies
Don't be scared, just let her take the lead
Cause when the Lord is speakin, so will she
Covered by The Lord, anointed
Vessel for the king, her majesty
So tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Is this what you want?
Never fear
From the bass to the snare
Rolling waves with a flair
Displaced and I'm here
Ablazed but it's clear
A life to love or fear
The way through unaware
The weight will disappear
Molten fires hot
I'll give it everything I've got
Cause I've only got this shot atop
This vessel which I bop
Set amongst a dream
Free in all and every seam
Allow the joy to love and breathe
Live with awesome authenticity
As I withstand the trials
The sun is gonna shine
And move through these cycles
And these quests of time
No need for survival
I think I'm gonna thrive
It feels like the final
Glory in design
I walked up to a peak
To see her natural majesty
The feelings rather free
Like I'm living in harmony
The rest around was noise
Sense to fill the void
A subliminal message or
The best advantage for
Me to examine check
My mind against the rest
When ever I accept a test
I seek to learn from it
Like a phoenix will arise
Transmute soul into the skies
My value sense derives
From my central sun inside
As I withstand the trials
The sun is gonna shine
And move through these cycles
And these quests of time
No need for survival
I think I'm gonna thrive
It feels like the final
Glory in design
"Scorned ridiculed and condemned"
I'm the motherfuckin cult leader! "Words are inadequate
To convey the majesty, of the" Cult leader!
I'm the cult leader!
Cult leader!
I'm the motherfuckin cult leader!
Look to the sky
Our flag will fly again
The world has not seen the end of the Pirate Queen
The royal navy docked at the imposing castle gates
They led her to the hall and she pondered her fate
If this was the end, she would not go like a coward
As the false monarch entered, the pirate queen glowered
"Your Majesty, if I might make this trial short
I confess to all you've heard as I stand in your court
But on the high seas, we heed only nature's rule
You are not our monarch – I will not bow to you"
The monarch glared daggers, but to the Pirate Queen's surprise
She stepped down from her dais and looked her in the eyes
"That's not what I ask, won't you listen in good faith?
We up, we up
Ain't no time for making up cause we up and we up
Ain't no time for looking back cause we up and we up
We live once so let's look to become who we are
We up oh yea we up, we up oh yea we up we up
Oh yea we up so get up don't let up, don't give up tonight
Yeah, and Ima just let the beat ride before I hop on that muffucka
You feel me? Haha, yea
Uh, uh
Gave her the whole world, she want the galaxy
She better realize who I am like your majesty
I did for them and did for me and now they mad at me
I'm steady moving casually but I could cause a casualty
Forcing unneeded energy could cause a tragedy
Before I did what I did I knew you never doubted me
Deep inside you didn't want me to do it not even proud of me
Fatality, I'll cut off ya limbs that shit is dead to me
They thinking that they know me they basing it off my salary
My pops is looking over me these bitches trying to damage me
If my potna shinning, want him to know it don't shine the light on me
They played me like piano I listened until it blinded me
I'm feeling like LaMelo I'm balling and now they signing me
Fuck it, young and armed with the stick like phlebotomy
Going for it 30 attempts look like you failing me
Going for it do it again like are you kidding me?
A nigga try take mine, I pray he think about it
Cause I ain't tryna see casket, rather make the news
Dog woulda never caught that case if he knew what I knew
Never trust another nigga thinking he gone think like you
X really got the sauce
Stacey made the tunes
I just chase down the bag like that Cat n Jerry
Contemplating heavy on defeating all my adversaries
This spoken word
I'm the vessel like a capillary
Talking with TMH like get the album ready
Any means necessary
This shit getting Malcolm scary
Type of shit that make Marshall throw up Mom's Spaghetti
Thought he was all armed and ready but this Armageddon nigga
In the alpine villiage of Boyence
Bare-chested and wearing amulets
Three hundred machete-weilding peasants,
The three hundred inhabitants,
Heard the noises made when icebergs crack
It's quite an eerie sound to here the Earth ripping apart like dat
In a village close to the border
Demonstrations and rioting can occur with little or no warning
Cheering and youthful pilgrams on the streets by the millions
And a command from her majesty
To order our national flowers or virgins
To converge at the Luetezieni palace on Sunday
So that they can drop their woolen tassles on Monday
Beyond a backdrop of banditry and armed rivalry
Ingeniusly barbaric machete-weilding peasants
Perform victory jigs in idolitry
Three sailors were drowned in lake
When they became entangled in underwater vegetation
Creating murky plume that stretched for miles
To a make-shift morgue
'Farewell, Cousin, because here we're frozen'
Said Hans Rutie, a successful Swiss corn broker
Ander was swept away by a swollen torrent overnight
He used to dance at the souveinr shop
Between two arrant strips of cloth
Media critic, David Shah, dies alone at 62
Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin
(Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin)
Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin
I suggest your clique get started
I can reap a bitch no garden pickin
Pussy in the a.m. it's a carcass
If I fuck another day I be a Target
With a single mama aiming where I park it
Why I need to duck if you chipping paint off a bumper I feel the pain like a number and soon with quality coverage
Ain't no one could tell me how to top on my level
Ain't got a role model or idol who don't talk with the devil
You feel me
Why'd I never get the funds
What the fuck I had to do
Always wanna be the one
That's why they out number you
Put em on blast fast rocket
Parmesan cash on ramen
Do a new dash bat Robin
Snap it on flash
Pride and no press
Got my own flex too conscious
Got my own desk new office
Got my own sweat new profit
Got a new job I'm bossin
Do a new dash thats constant
Pride it don't dim
Check the new clip
Big steal that's armed robbery
Common denominator you gon get divided with him
P-p-poppin in a vessel like a zombie
Mama pop a pill I warned her bout the pharmacy
What the fuck is on my name
Anything I want so I can call these bitches lame
Put a profit in my pocket while I'm walking off the stage like a testament to Edison Im a Sin, a genius and, a cynical Devlin not the devil but fierce enough to pick on your level
With the opposite definite prolly just get to em fuck the fetti
Not with the rest of em all a you making me deadly make em
Drop in a second on top of the clock when you ready
Optimal measures the chemistry poppin like pistols are poppin to pocket the watches And walk while he watches the bombing an awkward apostle a worrisome comment, has Got him reversing his posture he certainly knew that he oughta
How many fucks did you want I
Don't think I fuck with you maybe we better apart I
Don't see me up with you, fuck if you needed me thought I'd
Let you know I don't trust hoes
So how many fuck did you want I
Don't think I fuck with you maybe we better apart I
Don't need to run with you if I get more when I'm on my
I'm on my own when I
Put em on blast fast rocket
Parmesan cash on ramen
Do a new dash bat Robin
Snap it on flash
Pride and no press
Put em on blast fast rocket
Parmesan cash on ramen
Do a new dash bat Robin
Private owned jet fly public
No guest, just pressure
Yeah I might get bawlin
(Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin)
Yeah bish, yeah bish, said I might get bawlin
(Bawlin, bawlin, bawlin, bawlin)
Yeah bish, yeah bish, give a fuck about college
(What the fuck is that shit?)
Try to picture yourself with me on the seashore
or, better still, on an outlying cliff with no other land in sight
The vast expanse of water is covered with a formidable array of ships in battle formation
Prows fitted with sharp spear-like beaks capable of breaking through any defense
All are heavily armed with cannons, incendiary bombs, and firearms of all sorts
Even books - and are heading toward one stately ship, mightier than them all
As they try to close in, they try to ram it, set it afire, and cripple it as much as possible
This stately vessel is shielded by a flotilla escort.
And Billy would dance on the bar
And Billy would dance on the bar
And then we'd feel balmy in each eye a tear
And emotion would make us all order more beer
Lily, she was a girl what
Had brains in her head
She wouldn't have nothing
No, not that much said
If it come to an argument or a dispute
She would settle it offhand with
The toe of her boot or as likely as not put
Her fist through your eye
And when we was happy and just a bit dry
Or when we was thirsty just a bit sad
She would rap on the bar
With that corkscrew she had
And say "Billy!
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