My kingdom for a cellar door.
The ship sank, too much liquid
And too heavy guns behind them
Heavy drinkers
Heavy soils
No place for trees like us.
They fought fire, with friendly fire.
We eluded capture by hiding
In the dark, in the dark
In a park
Near where we grew up
We don’t care about them

My kingdom for a cellar door.
The ship sank, too much liquid
And too heavy guns behind them
Heavy drinkers
Heavy soils
No place for trees like us.
They fought fire, with friendly fire.
We eluded capture by hiding
In the dark, in the dark
In the park
Near where we grew up
We don’t care about them


Lyrics submitted by adamdrabek

Friendly Fire song meanings
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