There's a man who smokes a cigarette
And gave his eyes to the town
He lives upon a beating drum and he paints a silhouette of a maiden that once he knew, who was drawn far away, never to return to him; so he sits and he plays,
"The time has come, kiss your mother, Dear. The ground we tread upon has been broken through the years. Call up your arms, and lay your lives! God spare the queen, and raise your flags high!"
"Boudica, Boudica," they sing for they adore
"Boudica, Boudica!"
credits
from tʌs kər,
released March 24, 2014
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