Lyrics The Expulsion - Frantic Bleep

The Expulsion

The Circletowers led their shadow lives
Soon upstairs, soon downstairs
As the puppets from Syrup
Inspired by the men with garters
With their tinware suits
Now I guess you wonder;
What caused their disablement?
Wait and see;
duplicity!
The grumblers shirked their performance
They were heading for the building
To fight the natives
Beneath the bolted trapdoors
Their inconsistent war of extermination;
The biggest game of chance
Into the quagmire of eternity;
Witness the gartermens dance