Clandestine Lyrics

Where would I stop in this town?

Not even for a traffic light!

Home to the new school generating graphic crime.

Shaking in his boots as they counted down from ten

Before zero was our hero in next weeks FHM.



Illuminously underrated blinding in my eyes

The tension was offending them and I was surprised

Baffled at the chapel but they weren't at all enticed

Grey mornings, we're recording the sound track to your life.



Mister, something hit ya from a height I can't estimate

Tricked ya just to wish ya never hit that red button, mate

Higher class dance school cast your mind to castrate

My feelings appealing to any official but magistrate



Do you want to celebrate this day?

Tonights another night

Or do you want to see the replay?

I know its such a shame that you never succeed maybe you had a bad

sex change catastrophe?



All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns

All as one we fire our guns