CHRS PCKHM

As blue ribbons on their horses whinge

Chris watches his hinges singe

Once they'd swing to let the man out

Now they cling to swing-less torches

I'd like to be there when they're eaten by their horses

Dogs to men, dogs to animals

Probably think they're infallible

Probably think they shouldn't have

Made his goddamn gate so flammable

I'd like to be there when they're eaten by their horses

I'd like to be there when they're eaten by their horses

I'd like to be there when they're eaten by their horses

Ghostly feel, Kangaroo Valley

One day you might see them rally

One day you might wonder why

Your massive lawn is getting dryer

I'd like to be there when their money catches fire

Cash to them, homes to animals

Probably think they're infallible

Probably think they shouldn't have

Made New South Wales so flammable

I'd like to be there when their money catches fire

I'd like to be there when their money catches fire

I'd like to be there when their money catches fire

As oil rigs are taken over by tsunamis

The only industry left will be war

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Back door deals at the Conference Of Parties

Is it finally time to break the law?

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the

A two hour walk is a forty minute drive

Is a twenty second flight what a time to be alive well

I'd like to be there when their product expires

Jokers vs royal flushes

Probably could have spared your blushes

No point in congestion charges

When we've privatised the buses

I'd like to be there when their product expires

I'd like to be there when their product expires

I'd like to be there when their product expires

As oil rigs are taken over by tsunamis

The only industry left will be war

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Back door deals at the Conference Of Parties

Is it finally time to break the law?

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the COPs

Someone call the

The people who have sold you out

Have no right to have told you that

You haven't gone the right way demonstrating

They will talk their politics

Up to where their white collars stick

Just above the water whilst debating

MPs feign their empathy whilst on I'm A Celebrity

So we forgive the countless dead or waiting

Glue

Trains

Campbells

Paintings