Red Wedding
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Broadlands

Broadly speaking, an autobiography of Red Wedding

Feel the lapse of hours pass time has betrayed me
Flower-lulled in sleepy grass cocooned like a baby
Memories come back to me and frequently amaze me
Of all the things I could have done had I not been so lazy
Born and raised in the mystic vale and Norfolk’s wet polders
Where the broccoli stems and the curly Kale by the wild wind’s blown over
We have no friends and we have no fun as we just get angrier and older
Doubled down beneath the weight of the chips on our shoulder

We won't rise for the morning cock
We won't rise when it's cold
We won't rise when the fire guard cries of fire down below
We won't rise before the sun is up
We won't rise before noon
We won't rise when the warning cry
Of the siren sounds too soon

We styled ourselves as gentlemen spotless and stainless
But in the gambling halls and drinking dens our conduct was shameless
We had apes for friends and ginger gentlemen who shall remain nameless
And oh The Sun will shy us down when we become famous
We travelled far we travelled wide and sampled every flavour
From Poland cold to the rolling plains of Saxony and Westphalia
Where side by side to the coalface hired we rented out our labour
And we've had seasons in the sun that we've not been paid for

But where have all our summers blown
Now the days have grown shorter
Ambitions to the winds have flown
But their wings have faltered
And fortune free gave back to me the plain gold ring I bought her
With all the bread and fishes gone and the wine turned to water
And fortune free gave back to me the plain gold ring I bought her
With all the bread and fishes gone and the wine turned to water