Once - Royal Wood

Truth in the honey comb

Sweet in the singing

Up to the moment that

The telephones ringing

Take the bee away

You’re left there stinging

Hey,

Love in a battle cry

A lion roaring

Up to the moment that

The bird sets soaring

Take the prey away

The beast gets boring

Hey,

Well we all must feed the lions

Once, once, once,

Be the pigeon quickly dyeing

Once, once, once

Why do you have to think?

You’re a timeless story

With fairies and towers high

And all things gory

Waiting for rescues by

Night full of glory

Hey,

Well we all must pay the piper

Once, once, once

Be the pie-eyed candy-stripers

Once, once, once

We all must be the lovers

Once, once, once

Be the hiding one under the covers

Once, once, once

Well we all must drain the bottle

Once, once, once

Let our towers slowly topple

Once, once, once