If I Had Eyes - Alexandre Over Persepolis lyrics

your bombs always leave a hole in my chest

tactics even the kgb would be

jealous of the infultration of the stronghold

is of no difficulty

greatness has everything to do with kingship

a ruler with a fist as powerful as his sceptre

this is about power, this is about government

this is about wearing heavy armor this is about protection

even though you have no one to fear

measuring your time spent on the throne in months

and the length of your red carpet in years

this is about dreams and drunkeness

and in your stupor you burnt your own castle to the ground

you've made them angry

and the people have a voice

its called the flamberge

here comes death in a red dress

our love for war. can only. bring us. to the. firing squad

so tie yourself down this is going to be one hell of a ride

put a revolver to, the strongest man's head, and you'll get him to cry

and wish to god he never had to endure

the test of will the test of strength

the chinese torture methods

were all wrong and in the morning

you'll wish you were dead

now reflect assassinate the president

they tell you revolution is a healthy part of progress

and so we'll seal the deal with a shot

you grab the gun i'll grab the booze

you're not going to want to remember any of this

and like a dream it can fade

swirl away like everything else

we'll take the stage via stolen arms

and dance the night away not worrying which wire to cut

the blue, the red; neither are important

and as the song ends we'll know how to disarm the bomb

the world is safe once more

but we're not i know its all been said and done before

i'm just another hopeless romantic

i know its all been said and done before

a heartbroken cliche