Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Death to the Martyrs, artist - The Ark. Album song Prayer for the Weekend, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 15.04.2007
Record label: King Island Roxystars
Song language: English
Death to the Martyrs |
He come 'round for the afterparty |
Got a reception more than hearty |
Well No Wonder — here he was |
Our city’s most prominent martyr |
Who stuck needles in his arms |
While you and I still stuck to smarties |
And who taught us all 'bout poetry and how to pick up birds |
He who hung on to his pathos |
While other suckers saved and earned |
And the underground would love him in return |
He came 'round for the afterparty |
Got a reception more than hearty |
So he took a loop around and then he slouched into an armchair |
And there was she, yeah in a flash |
Like Guinevere to her king Arthur |
So I closed my eyes and this is what I heard: |
You sorry ass |
You sorry ass |
Oh! |
Death to the martyrs come on, come on |
You sorry ass |
You sorry ass |
Oh! |
Death to the martyrs come on! |
I remember it all clearly |
I remember it precise |
How he fixed me with his stare |
And looked me right into the eyes |
Saying «Me, I’m no machine! |
No I defy the nine to five» |
Now forgive me, I concidered it both |
Radical and wise |
But for God’s sake I was 14 at the time! |
You sorry ass |
You sorry ass |
Oh! |
Death to the martyrs come on, come on |
You sorry ass |
You sorry ass |
Oh! |
Death to the martyrs come on! |
Now you who are so grand |
Who claim you built the fundaments |
On which I stand, you are the man |
But you preferred the gentle fan I was before |
But now it’s time to be unkind |
To speak my mind |
And if you ask why I’m so blunt |
It’s 'cause I care for you, You cunt! |
You’re no longer wild at heart |
You’re just a boring junkie fart |
And if you really wanna die alright then |
Die, then you old tart! |
So I walked across the dancefloor |
Until I was in his sight |
And I opened up and this is what came out: |
You sorry ass |
You sorry ass |
Oh! |
Death to the martyrs come on, come on |
You sorry ass |
You sorry ass |
Oh! |
Death to the martyrs come on! |