Lyrics Turncoat Rebellion - Skyclad

Turncoat Rebellion

Drawers of water — hewers of wood,
Biting their tonques as if they know what’s good for them.
Floating voters perched high upon fences in flame.
Charmed by pipes — drugged with ale,
Simple minds — born to fail,
Father please tell a tale of turncoat rebellion.
Watch us quietly disappear at the call for volunteers.
Eager to please — keep your noses to the grindstone.
Eager to please — your shoulders to the wheel.
Tuggers of forelocks — doffers of caps,
Blinded by greed they stepped into the traps laid for them.
Given a video — sattelite dish,
National Lottery — Saturday wish,
Simple lives — tropical fish in habitat aquaria.
Mad as hell but afraid to speak,
Our thin red line is a yellow streak.
Eager to please — keep your backs to the plough.
Eager to please — as we grow so we weep.
Charmed by pipes — drugged with ale,
Simple minds — born to fail,
Father please tell a tale of Turncoat Rebellion.