Mobscene

Beautiful mob scene
Pretty broken nose
What are you crying for?

You stutter that Suttcliffe should rot,
I don't know, oh I think not,
History flees on,
In spite of what we say

I can't help myself
I'm running in front of the rushing van
I can't help myself
It's an eye for eye, kid

Dangerous daydream
Witches at the stake
What are you screaming for?

You stammer Mackenzie should die,
But people like you believed in the lie
History flees on
In spite of what we do

I can't help myself
I'm running in front of the rushing van
I can't help myself
It's an eye for eye, kid

Don't trust me
Don't trust you

Beautiful mob scene
Pretty broken nose
Beautiful mob scene

I can't help myself
I'm running in front of the rushing van
I can't help myself
It's an eye for eye, kid

Don't trust me
Don't trust you



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Gorman
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