Paroles
Nation time, a party day and all who come
To display the colours that make them like the others
The brothers and sisters come to wish the tyrant well
Dance around the wishing well
The well-wishers forget the cuts that were so vicious
And one day only banquets so delicious
They traded in for the quiet of afterlife
It's their children that will feel the carver's knife
Of emperors that they rebelled for
Leave it to them to settle the score
What's more human than that?
Never look back, never look forward
Never forget the rule of law is so important
They protect us from the hordes at the gates
And they define us with their borders of states
Look through the grates down at the castle wall
Ask yourself, are you prepared to be the last to fall?
In defence of the crown that you will never hold
That makes martyrs of sons who'll never grow old
Come wave your pretty flags in the air
Come and make peace in the dragon's lair
Each house put up red ribbons
And then cooked great feasts all week
Children stirred, pilgrims returned
Quilts sewn, all for his throne
The pardoner he pockets tax on sins
Summoners still taking kickbacks
Kim, where's your ribbon? Is it hidden? Get it up
How you gonna show the king you love?
Look through the blood-stained glass
Commoner, you simpleton, you arse
Never ask, only bow to the great lord
Subordinate of the great sword
While you quarrel on immoral excursions
All the king's men murder
And the empire cries "All for freedom"
Lead on
Come wave your pretty flags in the air
Come and make peace in the dragon's lair
Come wave your pretty flags in the air
Come and make peace in the dragon's lair
Come prepare your penance and presents for his procession
With dishes of dispossession and whispers of sedition
Each and every one must show respect
Fail to do so on the pain of death
A stain of shame, acknowledge his reign and swallow our pride
And utter a curse on his name and a pox on his line
A watchman sign, a rider signals his arrival
Fly a ribbon red for sure survival
Swine who murdered and pillaged and burned
Ruling a fear which we'll refuse to serve
Instead, we choose to turn and purge this vile scourge
Yoke's been broken by the beast of burden
Cast the vermin from the castle gates
Storm the barricades and take the tyrant from the tower
People rise, the time is now to claim your place
In this, our nation's finest hour
