Here Come The Swans

Gliding, up and down
Choked on diamonds
Giving the world a view, here come the swans

Red-headed leader one, venom spitting clouds
Swagger fake-breasted song, here come the swans

Trident spear in tow, careful as she swings it low
Slices the praisers, here come the swans

Terror all around, beauty can terrorize
Riot on fake-feathered friends, here killed the swans

Wake up, shake up your blanket of sorrows
Warm tongue in one ear, pearl gun in the other

They glide into the sun
They hide away the moon
They hijack the bloody night
They idolise their wounds



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Fitzgerald, Julian Swales, Dan Goodwin
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