Hindsight Songtext
von Flat Party

Kill the rich
Even the ones that love you
They′re the reason for your pain
Kill the ones
Parading in their Waits-esque suits
You see, London never changed
Hate the fact their hair is thick and dark
While smoking's really aged you
Hate the fact despite it all
You still want to fuck them

No revelation to see
Hindsight is twenty-twenty
Bet you never heard that one


Life′s a bitch
So, keep on running baby
'Cos if you stop
You know you'll drop
It makes sense to have three jobs
Otherwise you′ll have to think it up
Become one of our disgraced Britons
Give us a piece
We′ll only blow our own heads off
So, no one else can get the chance
So, no one else can grace our land

No revelation to see
Hindsight is twenty-twenty
Bet you never heard that one before

(Won't someone) give us a chance?
(Won′t someone) give us a chance?

I'm sick of waiting for time to cull the nation
You′ve got to do everything yourself
Perhaps I should aid the eradication
But you're not worth my money or my time

(Won′t someone) give us a chance?
(Won't someone) give us a chance?

(Won't someone) give us a chance?
(Won′t someone) give us a chance?

No revelation to see
Hindsight is twenty-twenty
Bet you never heard that one


It pains me to know after all these years
When I stand between God′s two doors
Hancock will sit between and send me down
For falling in love
There with my mother
The salt of the earth
Who gave herself to the home of dying minds
While Cummings fled
And Patel condemned
All those alike to her mother and father
She only climbed up there
So, she could kick away the ladder
And the only ones left on the cliffs of Dover
Will be furious gammon
With guns at their shoulders
Popping off children to save their children
Popping off children to save their children
I bet you've never heard this one before