The Kingdom Songtext
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The Kingdom Songtext
In the kingdom we reside
Our corners in which heathens dwell
Great fields where the cash is sown
Fortunes reaped and profits grown
And have you heard of county lines?
Transport and spread, transport and spread
And no concern for what′s in store
Detest, denounce, dethrone, deplore
And 10 'til four are check in times
Please wipe your feet before you enter
Your obedience is much acknowledged
Much like a session man at music college
Well some of you′ll get patriotic
And reminisce at times that were
And cries of "mighty empire" follows
Well, that's all propaganda stale and hollow
The kingdom! The kingdom
The kingdom! The kingdom
Before we'd even convalesced
Right arms chased heaven
Silent heroes of a post brawl time
Just like planets undermined
And hero culture′s rife as rain
Old man drags around his yard
To cheers and claps and thoughts and prayers
Well we′ll spunk to this for many years
We'll spunk to this for many years
The kingdom! The kingdom
The kingdom! The kingdom
Television′s metaphysical
All fucking, dating, cooking, baking
And people pushed to purgatory
By sponges sodden vehemently
Significance of art negated
Hold dear and cuddle up to works
That pick apart and mock the road
This shipwreck surely sails towards
As if we'd ever assemble hoards
Or denounce advertisement boards
Just ain′t the way that us lot roll
Yes, hesitance will take it's toll
The kingdom! The kingdom
The kingdom! (Who knows what will become of-)
The kingdom
The kingdom! king-king-king-kingdom
The kingdom
The kingdom! The kingdom
Hold the keys unto the kingdom
Our corners in which heathens dwell
Great fields where the cash is sown
Fortunes reaped and profits grown
And have you heard of county lines?
Transport and spread, transport and spread
And no concern for what′s in store
Detest, denounce, dethrone, deplore
And 10 'til four are check in times
Please wipe your feet before you enter
Your obedience is much acknowledged
Much like a session man at music college
Well some of you′ll get patriotic
And reminisce at times that were
And cries of "mighty empire" follows
Well, that's all propaganda stale and hollow
The kingdom! The kingdom
The kingdom! The kingdom
Before we'd even convalesced
Right arms chased heaven
Silent heroes of a post brawl time
Just like planets undermined
And hero culture′s rife as rain
Old man drags around his yard
To cheers and claps and thoughts and prayers
Well we′ll spunk to this for many years
We'll spunk to this for many years
The kingdom! The kingdom
The kingdom! The kingdom
Television′s metaphysical
All fucking, dating, cooking, baking
And people pushed to purgatory
By sponges sodden vehemently
Significance of art negated
Hold dear and cuddle up to works
That pick apart and mock the road
This shipwreck surely sails towards
As if we'd ever assemble hoards
Or denounce advertisement boards
Just ain′t the way that us lot roll
Yes, hesitance will take it's toll
The kingdom! The kingdom
The kingdom! (Who knows what will become of-)
The kingdom
The kingdom! king-king-king-kingdom
The kingdom
The kingdom! The kingdom
Hold the keys unto the kingdom
Writer(s): Alfred Charles Husband, George Frederick Ullyott, William Alan King, Zachary Lawrence Woolley, Poppy Jacqueline Richler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com