John Ralston - Bloodthirsty Angels & The Terrible Trumpets lyrics
rate meYou know I never wanted much
Never more than you could give with the touch
Such a sympathetic bruise, but not a premature scar
But all these bloodthirsty angles rushing around your room
I wonder what we can do; I wonder what we should do
When the terrible trumpets play that sad marching tune
I wonder when they may lose; I wonder what did we lose
You know I never felt brand new
And I never expect to in this life
These days I cower too much beneath the blanket of bugs
But all these bloodthirsty angles rushing around your room
I wonder what we can do; I wonder what we should do
When the terrible trumpets play that sad marching tune
I wonder when they may lose; I wonder what did we lose
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
That’s what we do
When we lose
When we lose
