Tekster: British Sea Power. The Decline Of British Sea Power. Something Wicked.

Where the ancient oak leaf clusters grew
The deaths head hawk moth flew
Something wicked this way comes
The swallow is depicted there along your fuselage
Something wicked this way comes
I'm not waiting for you.
It's breaking up and getting far away
I used to know what I wanted to say
Please remove that field grey coverall
Your works of nature are unnatural
Well the lake was clear as crystal
The best tea I ever had
Something wicked this way comes
It starts with love for foliage and ends in camouflage
Something wicked this way comes
I'm not waiting for you
It's breaking up and getting far away
I used to know what I wanted to say. Please remove that field grey coverall, Your works of nature are unnatural