English Electric Lightning

All the kingdom's quiet now and darkness binds my way
Voyagers, pilgrims, rebel angels and agents of decay
In the madness of my 3am's, I'm lost without a guide
There's a poisoned wave that's rising fast
And I can't stem the tide...
English electric lightning protected
Green unpleasant land infected
Vulcan bombers, cornish habors
Elizabethan costume dramas
Council housing, Shakespear's sonnets
Turner's sunset in pools of vomit
A thousand burning Ford Sierra's
William Blake in cash converters
All my demons come at once; my sword is at my side
Tell me who will stand beside me for this fragile satellite
English electric lightning protected
Wilton's angels resurrected
Airfix spitfires, Douglas Bader
Skinheads, bulldogs, Drakes' armada
Knight in armor, urban foxes
Ladi Di and mods and rockers
Trident submarines, Meccano
Thatcher sinking the Belgrano
In the madness of my 3 am's I'm lost without a guide
English electric lightning protected
Green unpleasant land infected
Vulcan bombers, cornish habors
Elizabethan costume dramas
Sun reporters, New World Order
Johnny Rotten, Geoffrey Chaucer
Bargain Booze and Robert Wyatt
Happy-slappers, Toxteth riots
All the kingdom's quiet now and I can't stem the tide alone.
Word & Music: Paul Simpson © 2008