เนื้อเพลง The Chariot – the cat empire

เพลง : The Chariot

ศิลปิน : the cat empire

เนื้อเพลง :

This is a song that came upon me

One night

When the news it had been telling me

About one more war and one more fight

And ‘aeh’ I sighed but then

I thought about my friends

Then I wrote this declaration

Just in case the world end

Our guns

We shot them in the things we said

Ah we didn’t need no bullets

Cos we rely on some words instead

Kill someone in argument

Outwit them with our brains

And we’d kill ourselves laughing

At the funny things we’d say

And bombs

We had them saved for special times

When the crew would call a shakedown

We break down a party landmine

Women that so sexy

They explode us with their looks

Ah we blowing up some speakers

Jumping round till the ground shook

And missiles

They were the roadtrips that we launched

T-t-tripping across this island

Starting missions at the break of dawn

Yawn and smile say

‘what direction shall we take?’

‘Somewhere where it warm and wet’

This be the route we’d always take and

Our weapons were our instruments

Made from timber and steel

We never yielded to conformity

But stood like kings

In a chariot that’s riding on a

Record wheel

And our airforce flying

When the frisbee in the sky

Have a session while we’re smoking

Now we’re feeling extra high

And we’d sneak into a carpark

With the skaties on our back

And we’re flying down the levels howling

‘on the attack now on the attack’

And battles

They happened in these dancehalls

See we’d rather fight with music

Choosing one the rhythm war

Battle at these shakedowns

And we battle at these gigs

We do battle in our bedrooms

Made some sweet love to the beat

Then our allies grew

Wherever we would roam

See whenever we’re together

Any stranger feel at home

In a way we are an army

But this army not destruct

No instead we’re doing simple things

Good loving find it run amuck

This be a declaration

Written about my friends

It’s engraved into this song

So they know I’m not forgetting them

See maybe if the world contained

More people like these

Then the news would not be telling me

About all that warfare endlessly and

Our weapons were our instruments

Made from timber and steel

We never yielded to conformity

But stood like kings

In a chariot that’s riding on

A record wheel

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