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Bonfire

Beach Violence on February 20, 2014 16:36

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Recorded @ Fat Tank Studios
Mastered by Felix Hagan at F-Bomb Studios

There's a beacon on the hill, a line strikes out into night
livid and robust, a blaze that courts a fight.

Please understand there's momentum to keep
and I won't get too far holding your hand.
If I have to stop, for a hop-on hop-off kind of lad
I'm going to miss my appointment at the bonfire

You know the roaring one
the one where I want to be
you know the scorching one
where people dance with the hot stuff on their tongues
you know the roaring one

I won't look for you on the road anymore
with your cute arse and your dull eyes
and your strong arms and your slack jaw.
No, I won't look for you on the road anymore
with your cute arse and your dull eyes
and your strong arms and your slack jaw.

There's a thinker stooped over the sextant
and his mind screams out for journey's sake,
for he's set his sights on the bonfire
and the dullards tremble in his wake.

Please understand there's momentum to keep
and I won't get too far holding your hand.
If I have to stop for a hop-on hop-off kind of lad
I'm going to miss my appointment at the bonfire.

You know the roaring one
the one where I want to be
you know the scorching one
where people dance with the hot stuff on their tongues
you know the roaring one.

Don't fancy your chances in the true wild lad.
Stick close to home and dribble on
by a small hearth in a safe pad.
Don't fancy your chances in the true wild lad.
Stick close to home and dribble on
by a small hearth in a safe pad.

You're climbing your broadside
but your brain side it slips,
none to blink for the lack of it,
none to dart that thick hide.

Please understand there's momentum to keep
and I won't get too far holding your hand.
If I have to stop for a hop-on hop-off kind of lad
I'm going to miss my appointment at the bonfire.

You know the roaring one
the one where I want to be
you know the scorching one
where people dance with the hot stuff on their tongues
you know the roaring one.

Copyright 21/01/2014

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