Gospel Oak - James

Well I see the prophet

And the foward fake

And I hold it to your eyes

And the wind is spurned

To the trees

And spurning on your charms

And the ways are laughing on

On your door

And the man is coming all old

And when when the crime is over

Who is safe

Who is safe

And who is gospel oak

On the glamorous night

Each cragged end

And the murderer core survived

From the tunes today

It’s sold your space

And I don’t know your crime

From the board is slain

And honoured tall

And the wind it is so cold

And they’re dueling on a foreign race

Foreign race

Foreign raced it all

So make cupped to me now

It’s a long long lazy raves down streets' names

Don’t give yer cap to me now

From the raging cloth and the ranging klaxon changed

Raise down

Your soul

Your down

In bloom

Raise down

Hear slay

On and on

Human race

Don’t give up on me now

No don’t give up on me now

Now now so alone

You’re already gone

When your face yours away

When you breeze on everyone