At the Lodge Songtext
von Ikara Colt

The sixty pence pocket book
All thing now had become uncertain
Now turn aside from rebel muse
Sometime now sometime call back soon

transpires
Becomes resolute
Transpires
Becomes resolute
A black ball
It was finished
At the lodge

chewed pen re-write scores
Those big closed oak doors
Hot wire a hand shake
All things now become unhidden


transpires
Becomes resolute
Transpires
Becomes resolute
A black ball
It was finished
At the lodge

I hear now what they said
What a thing to do
What a thing to say
I hear now what they said
What a thing to do
What a thing to say
I hear now what they said
What a thing to do
What a thing to say
I hear now what they said
What a thing to do
What a thing to say

at the lodge
At the lodge
At the lodge


transpires
Becomes resolute
Transpires
Becomes resolute
A black ball
It was finished
Transpires
Becomes resolute