This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Trapped on the terraces, I looked at you and knew
You were the only thing that mattered
There was no one for me but you
In Harmony Street we beat a man
Just for standing there
I held my breath as I watched you swing
Then run your fingers through your hair
Oh, how could anyone not love the terrible things you do?
Oh, how could anyone not want to try and help you?
In Bermondsey, in Burberry
You held me at the barricade
The pigs arrived with tear gas
And I wept at the mistakes we made
We stalked the streets like animals
And danced as windows shattered
For the island, for the thrill of it
For everything that mattered
Oh, how could anyone not want to rip it all apart?
Oh, how could anyone not love your cold, black heart?
I found you on a Saturday
And that was where I lost you
You had to finally walk away
Because of what it cost you
Years later when I saw your face
In line to catch the morning train
You looked like you'd been softened
Like you never really loved the pain
Oh, how could anyone not finally diminish?
The thrill of blood comes instantly
There's only darkness at the finish
Meet me at the barricade
I'll be at the barricade
Meet me at the barricade
The love died, but the hate can't fade
I'll be at the barricade
The love died, but the hate can't fade
You were the only thing that mattered
There was no one for me but you
In Harmony Street we beat a man
Just for standing there
I held my breath as I watched you swing
Then run your fingers through your hair
Oh, how could anyone not love the terrible things you do?
Oh, how could anyone not want to try and help you?
In Bermondsey, in Burberry
You held me at the barricade
The pigs arrived with tear gas
And I wept at the mistakes we made
We stalked the streets like animals
And danced as windows shattered
For the island, for the thrill of it
For everything that mattered
Oh, how could anyone not want to rip it all apart?
Oh, how could anyone not love your cold, black heart?
I found you on a Saturday
And that was where I lost you
You had to finally walk away
Because of what it cost you
Years later when I saw your face
In line to catch the morning train
You looked like you'd been softened
Like you never really loved the pain
Oh, how could anyone not finally diminish?
The thrill of blood comes instantly
There's only darkness at the finish
Meet me at the barricade
I'll be at the barricade
Meet me at the barricade
The love died, but the hate can't fade
I'll be at the barricade
The love died, but the hate can't fade
Lyrics submitted by ifemme fatalei
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Trapped on the terraces I looked at you anew You were the only thing that mattered There was no one for me but you And Harmony Street would beat a man just for standing there I held my breath as I watched you sleep And run your fingers through your hair Oh how could anyone not love the terrible things that you do? Oh how could anyone not want to try and help you? In Burmansy and Burbury you held me at the barricade The pigs arrived with tear gas and I wept here for mistakes we made We stopped (stocked?) the streets like animals and danced as windows shattered For the island, for the thrill of it, for everything that mattered Oh how could anyone not want to rip it all apart? Oh how could anyone not love your cold black heart? I found you on a Saturday and that was where I lost you You had to finally walk away because of what it cost you Years later I saw your face in line to catch the morning train You looked like you’d been softened like you never really loved the pain Oh how could anyone not finally diminish? The thrill of blood comes instantly There’s only darkness at the finish Meet me at the barricade I’ll be at the barricade Meet me at the barricade The love died, but the hate can’t fade I’ll be at the barricade The love died, but the hate can’t fade