Fall Powder Keg
You better listen It's thin It's a powder keg. You better listen to me. Take me home. I don't want to go. Take me back to the safe. Know better. You better listen. It's a powder keg. You better listen. Retreat from Enniskillen I had a dream Bruised and covered and going into [ ] Manchester city center turnstyle Take me back I can't take the bus. You know what they say. You better listen he's a powder keg. You better listen to me Sickening in its infection. His radioactive radio-head drips with powder His aura, round halo, thin. Listen to me. Thin. Retreat. [Red loaded] people avoid bad luck. Hides away. Confined to the university in the town. Powder, retreat from Enniskillen I don't want to go. Take me back to town, Mark. Don't you know, the town is a powder keg.
