Lyrics:
the future is boundless in this fishbowl so we'll shine mock heroic roll on waves of conviction orchestrate this subversion cause we've only got one shot
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what i feel
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what i feel
I told you long ago
To stop comin' round
Your drinking and your gambling
Are a constant down
You're mock educated
And you're mock well read
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel
Heroic kings laid down to rest
Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.
Wait for the sun on a winter's day
And a beam of light shines across
and done
No I'm not bulletproof and you're holding the gun
You're a mock mock mock mock, mockingbird
You mock mock mock mock me
You dig your claws into my
Vagabonds, your feast is love
I used to mock their fake rebellion (their fake rebellion)
I used to mock their sins (their sins, oh)
Now I'm the one left
on earth, good will to men)
And in despair I bowed my head
"There is no peace on earth," I said,
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel,
just a fading memory
Heroic hearts - made weak by time and fate
Heroic hearts - are never too late
Heroic hearts - get everything they need
Heroic
truth...
Clean your flesh and mock your fears
The brightest sun is the purest gun
Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself
Blessed be
Tryin' to mock the way they talk fun but all in vain,
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes.
A distant night bird mocks the sun.
I wake as I have always done,
To freshly scented sycamore
And cold bare feet on hardwood floor.
My steaming
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel
not here, heroic acts of man
Not here, not here, heroic acts of man
Oh I see the stumbling pinstripe trouser
The flecks of sick on an office shoe
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup
Or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel,
knows
The circled tomb of a different age
Secret lines carved on ancient stones
Heroic kings laid down to rest
Forgotten is the race that no one
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what i feel
Kill me, crush me, mock me, step on me
Kill me, crush me, mock me, step on me
Kill me, crush me, mock me, step on me
Kill me, crush me, mock me, step
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what i feel
the stars
But I know the truth and it haunts me
It's flown just a little too far
I know the truth and it mocks me
I know the truth and it shocks me
Oh,
the plumage
[Dose One]
So you mean these things are worth money
Now drifting off
This is the who-you-calling-homeless
Mock me fearful
Twisted ???? ????
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