What shape now is the coast I grew up by?
And what price now is the hate that I'm fuelling?

I'm king of a very small tribe,
Scorn on the minuscule enemies.
Let's all go to heaven at once,
Just one blast for Justice then,
Up!

Holy wires and a blessed detonator,
Inside out, like a Pope in a tel-tel-teleport

I'm king of a very small tribe,
Scorn on the minuscule enemies.
Let's all go to heaven at once,
Just one blast for Justice then,
Up!

Up!

But he's not like you at all,
Though he smiles at the passers by,
And he works his digits raw,
And he's beige as a hearing aid.

And all the stars just slide away from me,
And all desires are slipping out the door,
So leave me where I lay my faithless head,
Join your dots and keep it to yourself,
Just leave me where I lay.

I'm king of a very small tribe,
Scorn on the minuscule enemies.
Let's all go to heaven at once,
Just one blast for Justice then,
Oh..

Just leave me where I lay.

I'm king of a very small tribe,
Scorn on the minuscule enemies.
Let's all go to heaven at once,
Just one blast for Justice then,
Up!

Just one blast for Justice then,
Up!


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Justice song meanings
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