Fire in the Field

Lyrics

“Guillotine”

Gonna wake up in the morning
Sea salt wind, raising my sail
Gotta get to London
Kill King James before he taking the whale
Mint Julep kittens don’t tell their daddies where they been
Joker wants to taunt the law
Ash & cinder staking the game


Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the
Roar of the guillotine


Trailing in the river Thames
Mermaid in the city light lifting her veil
Black barrels rolling
TNT absinthe gun turning us pale
Green horned lord, bloodhounds now
Sniffing our spirits filled with contraband


Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the
Roar of the guillotine


Citrus stench and a metal locket
Clay mold wrench and carnal sprocket
Making up that machine
The clown mother, power dream
Ain’t no begging for a nice ditch
Golden cross hangs a blade of slicing saints
The whale rides now
The king jive now
Call of the choir
Belting belting belting belting high


Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the
Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the
Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the guillotine
Roar of the