Les Savages Songtext
von The Indelicates

The flame in your eye
Could burn the world if it were to escape
And the love in your heart
Is the kind of love they write epic verse about

And darling, you know
You know that you′re better than this
Darling, you know
You know you are better than this

But we are ash, and we are books
Coffee-stained and overlooked
We are ornamental swords
Forged for the peace after the war

And the world has no need
Of the songs that we sang

We are savages, you and I
And we will hang, hang, hang


The tear on your cheek
Will fall ignored by the suckers to fake romance
And the hope in your heart
It will be dashed on the shore of this deadly island

Darling, you know
That there's no place for us
We′ll build and we'll sweat
But there's no place for us

No Ithaca, no home
We are Greeks in the age of Rome
With no right to criticise
The happily dull, to Grecian eyes

And the world has no need
Of the songs that we sang

We are savages, you and I
And we will hang, hang, hang

The sweat on your brow
It shall be disdained, shunned and deodorized
And the will of your heart
Shall spoil in the heat of a new world


And darling, you know
You know we′re better unheard
Darling, you know
You know we′re better unserved

The brave new futures we have seen
Filled with beautiful machines
Greener pastures, clearer skies
And not one such as you or I

As the dust shall settle sweetly
On the songs that we sang

We are savages, you and I
And we will hang, hang, hang

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