Lyrics Osman - Sol Invictus

Osman

One war, two wars
But the war that did for you
Was the class war, old boy
Manicured hands still rule
In no hope streets
Poverty eats desire
The stray dog returns to the coal hole
To lick his wounds and await the fire
The key that doesn’t fit
The swimmer against the tide
The spider in the jar
The arrow in the eye
With blood and bluster
And body blows
Piss, teeth and sawdust
Down the Walworth road
You rose with the match girls
And with Suez you fell
Serenaded with shells
And black London hells
The world shakes and scatters
Blood, mud and rats
Your world shatters
Now it’s just you and your cats