Daggers Drawn

Sandymount strand, well technically no

The faithful ones here have remained just so

Catalog sins inhumanly long

I know where the soap and flowers have gone



Daggers drawn and quartered lawns

Each square for one and none for all

I'm tired of daggers drawn



Four o'clock knock I'm knocking about

There's a blaze inside that I can't boil out

It's never been done; this civilized son

May have to resort to a bow or a gun



Daggers drawn and quartered lawns

Each square for one and none for all

I'm tired of daggers drawn



Making a wish forgetting it twice

Ithaca's far and Nausicaa is nice

Well she's just all right

I want to give in give in so good

Afraid I'll give in the last way I should



Daggers drawn and quartered lawns

Each square for one and none for all

I'm tired of daggers drawn

So tired of daggers drawn