With the world on its knees And the British diseased I`ll stumble forward I will offer my hand My intensions are grand Bring your firearms on board We will give you more
No promise broken Will be forgotten I guarantee
Now the cynical few Rise above me and you From street to seashore Do we get what we`re due Can I take my cue From those still adored? We will give more
No promise broken Will be forgotten No blind devotion No lies forgiven I guarantee
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