Lyrics Panhammer - Phinehas
                                                Come 
                                                on 
                                                come 
                                                on, 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                    a 
                                                dead 
                                                man?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pull 
                                                up 
                                                your 
                                                skirt, 
                                                we're 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                mission.
 
                                    
                                
                                                WHO 
                                                SAID 
                                                WE'VE 
                                                WON?
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                hero 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                politician.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                our 
                                                legs 
                                                will 
                                                never 
                                                carry 
                                                us 
                                                far 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we've 
                                                put 
                                                our 
                                                faith 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                map 
                                                    a 
                                                blind 
                                                man 
                                                drew 
                                                for 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                attrition 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                nation 
                                                will 
                                                seal 
                                                it's 
                                                fate
 
                                    
                                
                                                Light 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                illuminate
 
                                    
                                
                                                POW
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Won't 
                                                you 
                                                blind 
                                                us 
                                                all?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Show 
                                                us 
                                                your 
                                                scars.
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                hounds 
                                                were 
                                                bred 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                golden 
                                                kind, 
                                                so 
                                                flew'd, 
                                                so 
                                                sanded
 
                                    
                                
                                                Follow 
                                                the 
                                                march 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                two 
                                                by 
                                                two
 
                                    
                                
                                                DEAD 
                                                MAN 
                                                what 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                waiting 
                                                for?
 
                                    
                                
                                                DEAD 
                                                MAN 
                                                get 
                                                ahold 
                                                of 
                                                yourself 
                                                and 
                                                pull 
                                                some 
                                                swagger!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                on 
                                                come 
                                                on, 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                    a 
                                                dead 
                                                man?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pull 
                                                up 
                                                your 
                                                skirt, 
                                                we're 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                mission.
 
                                    
                                
                                                WHO 
                                                SAID 
                                                WE'VE 
                                                WON?
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                hero 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                politician.
 
                                    
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