Ten Thousand Times Tongue And Cheek – A Faith Called Chaos – letras

Rejoice mothers you’re the mothers of martyrsWe’re proud to report your sons kiss just like your daughtersNow father’s teeth, rolling bloodily down his shirtWelcome to my war gone by, I miss it so.She’s such a RomanovShe’s such a RomanovOnly a Romanov could be so bourgeoisieI’m unarmed so forgo this advantage now,Strike fellows strike for the plans that I’ve made,Oh yeah!We’re tongue and cheek.Meet me in the sedativeWe got to keep it kiss it keep it fucking realWas it all for the best?Does it bless your memory?What is enough to bring me home?Someone lost what can’t be foundLook for the worst defeatTen thousand times tongue and cheek.C’monDrag your Asses off the floorWe’ll greet a new dayYeah, now some marching ordersWe’ll all stand to greet a new dayKiss the sun and make it your ownKiss the sun and make it your ownWe’ll have the bottle drainedYeah, we’ll have it finished right round fourWe’ll all have this bottle drainedWe’ve got our marching ordersI can taste your breath across the roomLets greet a new day