The Kings of Sweet Feck All Songtext
von Sir Reg

Was singing a song from far away
The sirens rang throughout the day
A shot in the dark that ricocheted
But never a thing was told
We heard a knocking upon the door
The kids they hid beneath the floor
Battered it in a great furore
And marched us all outside

They lined us up along the wall
And told us to be quiet
As the Sergeant looked us up and down
Stared into his eyes as he gave his orders
Shoot to kill if any of us declined
We could see what they were thinking
What was running through their minds


We′re the kings of sweet fuck all
And we know what we're doing is wrong
But if we stand up they′ll treat us just like you
We're the kings of sweet fuck all
Yeah we know what we're doing is wrong
If we stand up they′ll shoot us down like you

They searched the house, the wood and the bricks
And all they found were Hurley sticks
The man had made his mind up
They were weapon against the crown
Told him they were used for sport
He didn′t believe in my retort
Convinced himself that we were traitors
Had to take us down

He gave the order: "Shoot them all
They're rebels to the core"
And his men were looking back at him
With sickening deplore
When they drew their rifles on us
As we prepared for our demise
We knew what they were thinking
We could see it in their eyes


We′re the kings of sweet fuck all
And we know what we're doing is wrong
But if we stand up they′ll treat us just like you
We're the kings of sweet fuck all
Yeah we know what we′re doing is wrong
If we stand up they'll shoot us down like you

We're the kings of sweet fuck all
And we know what we′re doing is wrong
But if we stand up they′ll treat us just like you
We're the kings of sweet fuck all
Yeah we know what we′re doing is wrong
If we stand up they'll shoot us down like you

We′re the kings of sweet fuck all
And we know what we're doing is wrong
If we stand up they′ll shoot us down like you