Marcy Playground The Shaddow Of Seattle Lyrics

The Shaddow Of Seattle Lyrics

Rain
Like tin angels falling
down
Like a mission and we`re
halfway
there
From some old dried up
fried forgotten town
Why
Won`t they
let us be
ourselves
With our potential we
could toe the line
And
show the bastards up
with our devine
Light

Seize
All the
records from the
past
Hold for ransom all the
artifacts
This ragged
town protects
them to the last
With lies

See them running
heading
homeward to Seattle

Deem
All the liars in your tribe
to
be the fires on thewestern side
Of some old front we call
the war of
art
Rain
Like tin angels falling
down
Like a mission and
we`re
halfway there
From some old dried up
fried forgotten
town
From some old dried up
fried forgotten town
To some old dried up
friedforgottenTown