Dreadnoughts, The - The Best Of 'em Lyrics




Well the news came down
At quarter past three
The wretched [?] is won
Your George is safe
And Julian is free
So go on out
Into the sun

And wave your flags
And pound your feet
And kiss the strangers out on Downing Street
And leave me here
With a heart of stone
For the best of 'em
Don't come home

Will yours took shelter in an old wooden shack
And yours worked safely on the [?]
And yours spent six months laid away in a bed
While my Billy ran into the fire

So wave your flags
And pound your feet
And kiss the strangers out on Downing Street
And leave me here
With a heart of stone
For the best of 'em
Don't come home





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Dreadnoughts, The The Best Of 'em Comments
  1. caroline penn

    beautiful.........

  2. KermitdeKipper

    This sounds like it could be a Tom Waits song.

  3. LastDropOfCustard

    What a breathtaking album

  4. YOHAN

    VOCÊS SÃO A MELHOR BANDA DESSE UNIVERSO!

    Victor de Victa

    SÃO! MUITO SÃO! COMPLETAMENTE SÃO!!!

  5. NEOS FOVOS

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