And from the other side A sheer white knuckle ride So young yet feel so stung by the game I know whats left in a name With all those national strains The lion hits the stage Purple hearts revolving round with purple rage And we all want to know where the weather goes And whats in store tomorrow No we dont need a replacement The more I see the more I learn All that time in the basement I cant wait nor hang around Language that shocks of the new With the promise theres nothing to hide When vultures rise out of the blue And the circle of fireflies tonight And all that heavenly light I cant understand The coup detat that walks inside every man They all wanna know bout the fasion show Where the Queen will go tomorrow Tomorrow Where the Queen will go tomorrow Where the Queen will go tomorrow No we dont need a replacement The more I see the more I learn All that time in the basement I cant wait nor hang around Feel real power in the darkness The more I see the more I learn Feel it more than I confess I cant wait nor hang around Ill be outside Ill be outside Song for the tribes Song for the tribes The more I see the more I learn No we dont need a replacement The more I see the more I learn Song for the tribes Song for the tribes
tribe, replacement, learn, tomorrow, queen