things fell apart
and then the words got violent
we declared war on ourselves
raised forces and ordinance

most of my arguments were
old decaying servicemen
not persons of quality
relying on their shock and weight

so we circled and opened fire
while the ghosts of Edgehill sang
in a choir invisible
and the funeral bell rang

so we circled and opened fire
while the ghosts of Edgehill sang
in a choir invisible
and the funeral bell rang

my brigades returned their fire
and the royal standard fell
and closed its doors on us
stood standing in the car park chill

I sang a drunken plea
but my terms were turned away
no one claiming victory
as in the cold our wounds congealed

so we left and held our fire
and the ghosts of Edgehill laughed
their choir invisible
gathered for the final charge

and we lived to fight again
and the ghosts of Edgehill blanched
and faded into the grass
into the Warwickshire soil


Ghosts Of Edgehill

It's the forlorn hope
Don't give them no soft soap
Give them enough rope
And send them on their way

Bury your deepest fears
Deeper than the Devil's dyke
Heads upon the pikes
Send them on their way

Roundheads and Cavaliers
Fighting back their mother's tears
Pray against their darkest fears
And send them on their way

Brother v brother
Father v son
All ploughed under when the hurly burly's done

It's the forlorn hope
Don't give them no soft soap
Give them enough rope
And send them on their way

Pulpits and parliaments
No solution heaven sent
Faith as solid as a rock
English curls upon the block

Ploughshares turned into swords
Meting out their just rewards
England buried in the sand
In a bloody pleasant land

Brother v brother
Father v son
All ploughed under when the hurly burly's done

Brother v brother
Father v son
All ploughed under when the hurly burly's done

Forlorn Hope

Wake up
Get up in the morning
Cut your cloth
Work in the morning
Get up
Cut your morning
Wake your cloth
Get up in the morning

High life
I live the high life
I live the high life
High life

I pay my taxes
I get up in the morning
I cut my cloth
I only have one child
I pay my taxes
I get up it's so boring
I get up in the morning

High life
I live the high life
I live the high life
High life

High life
I live the high life
I live the high life
High life

The High Life

No silverlining
A conspiracy of hope, so unsurprising
Nobody is alone
All networked and linked in
To this global church of the unbelieved in

No silverlining
No room here at all for my defiance
Nobody came to hold
Our hands in rapture
It grows and takes control til there's nothing more to cling on to

No silverlining
Allowed in this home of the unholy
Nobody left to mourn 
The fleeting beauty
A fantasy stillborn of the last and greatest dream

No silverlining
No silverlining

Silverlining

Leviathan
Fifty fathoms deep
Leviathan
Singing in your sleep
A lullaby
From shore to shining shore
A lovers cry
Up from the ocean floor

Leviathan, Leviathan
Leviathan, Leviathan
Leviathan, Leviathan

Leviathan
Beached upon the sand
The storm above
Sent by God's right hand
To kill a king
You heard the mermaids sing
A siren call
The sovereign's head must fall

Leviathan, Leviathan
Leviathan, Leviathan
Leviathan, Leviathan

Leviathan

This train is known as the Black Diamond Express Train to hell. Sin is the engineer. Pleasure is the headlight, and the Devil is the conductor. I see the Black Diamond as she start off for hell. The bell is ringin'. Hell-bound! Hell-bound! The devil cries out, "All aboard for hell!"
First Station! Is Drunkards-ville. Stop there and all the drunkards get on aboard. Have a big crowed down there drinking. Some drinkin' jump-steady! Some drinkin' shimmy, some drinkin' moonshine, some drinkin' white mule and red horse. All you drunkards you gotta go to hell on the Black Diamond Train!
Next station! Is Liar's Avenue. Wait there! And let all the liars get on board. Have a good crowd of liars down there. Have some smooth liars, some unreasonable liars, some professional liars, some barefaced liars, some ungodly liars, some big liars, some little liars, some go to bed lying, get up lying. Lie all day! Lie on you and on me! A big crowd of liars! You got to go to hell on a Black Diamond Train.
Next station! Is Deceiversville. Wait there! Let all the deceivers get on board. Some of you been deceived and been deceiving all the while. Friend deceiving friend, husbands deceiving wives, wives deceiving husbands. But you got to go to hell on the Black Diamond Train.
Next station! Is Confusion Junction. Wait there, and all the confusion makers get on. Some of you raise confusion in your home, confusion on the street, confusion in the church, confusion everywhere you go. But you gotta go to hell on the Black Diamond Train.
Next Station! Is Fighterstown. Wait there! And let all the church fighters get on board. I have a big crowd of church fighters down there. That never go to a prayer meeting, that never go to the Sunday School, that never go to the morning service, they’re always away for morning church. But all of you church fighters, you gotta go to hell on the Black Diamond Train.

Black Diamond Express Train To Hell

Hearts of oak, now don't you choke
Upon the words, haven't you heard
The storm crows cry in bible black
And England's stretched upon a rack
England's stretched upon a rack

Swing away boys x 3
Swing away
Swing away boys x 3
Swing away

So stand your ground, there's no retreat
You'll soon be dead upon your feet
On Martson Moor and on Edgehill
England takes a bitter pill
England takes a bitter pill

Swing away boys x 3
Swing away
Swing away boys x 3
Swing away

Can't see the forest for the trees
A nation down upon its knees
A crown of thorns upon our heads
And England's rivers running red

Swing away boys x 3
Swing away
Swing away boys x 3
Swing away

Can't see the forest for the trees x 3

Hearts Of Oak

It's the forlorn hope
Don't give them no soft soap
Give them enough rope
And send them on their way

Dig the ditch deep boys
Deeper than the Devil's dyke
Heads upon the pikes
Send them on their way

Roundheads and Cavaliers
Fighting back their mother's tears
Pray against their darkest fears
And send them on their way

Brother v brother
Father v son
All ploughed under when the hurly burly's done

It's the forlorn hope
Don't give them no soft soap
Give them enough rope
And send them on their way

Dig the ditch deep boys
Deeper than the Devil's dyke
Heads upon the pikes
Send them on their way

Pulpits and parliaments
No solution heaven sent
Faith as solid as a rock
English curls upon the block

Ploughshares turned into swords
Meting out their just rewards
England buried in the sand
In a bloody pleasant land

Brother v brother
Father v son
All ploughed under when the hurly burly's done

Brother v brother
Father v son
All ploughed under when the hurly burly's done

things fell apart
and then the words got violent;
we declared war on ourselves,
raised forces and ordinance

most of my arguments were
old decaying servicemen;
not persons of quality,
relying on their shock and weight

so we circled and opened fire
while the ghosts of Edgehill sang
in a choir invisible
and the funeral bell rang

yeah we circled and opened fire
while the ghosts of Edgehill sang
in a choir invisible
and the funeral bell rang

my brigades returned their fire
and the royal standard fell
and closed its doors on us,
stood standing in the car park chill

I sang a drunken plea
but my terms were turned away;
no one claiming victory,
as in the cold our wounds congealed

so we left and held our fire
and the ghosts of Edgehill laughed,
their choir invisible
gathered for the final charge

and we lived to fight again
and the ghosts of Edgehill blanched
and faded into the grass;
into the Warwickshire soil

I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz
When an old friend I happened to see
I introduced her to my loved one and while they were dancing
My friend stole my sweetheart from me

I remember that night and the Tennessee Waltz
Only you know just how much I have lost
Yes I lost my little darling the night they were playing
That beautiful Tennessee Waltz

I remember that night and the Tennessee Waltz
Only you know just how much I have lost
Yes I lost my little darling the night they were playing
That beautiful Tennessee Waltz

Wolf Hall