Off With Their Heads - There Will Be Fireworks

This starts with us collapsed in a club

Rifling through the things that we knew

Could swear I recognized you from before

From back home, from somewhere, I don’t know

Then in the car behind your own house

No king in the castle, tear everything down

You start the engine, I’ll start my legs

Off with their heads, then off with their heads

It’s so cold, you can see your breath for miles

It’s so cold

There were several tongues up tied in knots

Sharpened up with fine words and their plot

Reasons that will always be a-speaking

On Halloween, on Hogmanay, on Christmas Eve, on New Year’s Day

The cadence of a pair of feet

The clicking of a cavalry, across the hall, across the hall

It’s so cold, you can see your breath for miles

It’s so cold