Lyrics

Red smoke, like the roofs of the Vatican
Let go, let the bastards batter 'em
They know, where they can go and can’t
'Cause boundaries mean nowt to the veteran's heart
There’s a wave coming in the name of a fucking revenant
Take what you wanna take, take what you want and then
Pack up the bodies and push off the ropes
Singing here we, here we, here we fucking go
Red smoke, in the lungs of authority
Let go, leave the pissed up apology
They know, where they can go and can’t
Through bottles and bruises and broken guitars
There’s a wave coming in the name of a fucking revenant
Take what you wanna take, take what you want and then
Light up the batons and back up to charge
Tie up your laces, this city is ours
And it won’t be long till they return
For the ruckus, riots and the overturn
It won’t be long, little maniac
So round up the rebels, prepare to attack, it’s coming back
There’s a wave coming in the name of a fucking revenant
Take what you wanna take, take what you want and then
Pack up the bodies and push off the ropes
And it won’t be long till they return
For the ruckus, riots and the overturn
Yeah, it won’t be long, little maniac
So round up the rebels, prepare to attack
It won’t be long till they return
For the ruckus, riots and the overturn
It won’t be long, my little maniac
So round up the rebels, prepare to attack, it’s coming back
Written by: Jamie Todd, Joe O'Brien, Jonny Yerrell, Lee Holland
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