They're onto us -
those people outside, they're gathering

They're all in cahoots
The razorwire's up, but those wooded fields
still hide those fucking weird people

They're gathering
And i'm watching out for number one
Their pencils are blunt like opinion,
but why are their spirits not broken?

It's bothering
But I'm watching out for number one

I know not what they say
They're harbouring something or someone
Those fucking weird people, they're gathering

They're all in cahoots
It's my grand opinion against their cheap opinion
I'm keeping a vigil of faith
We common folk flourish by glancing away

I'm hiding and I'm watching out for number one,
watching out for number one,
number one.


Lyrics submitted by stonechip

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