50 Days Before the Hun Songtext
von Future of the Left

50 days before the hun
My brothers in the cheap seats
Came up with an ingenious plan
Came up with a brilliant scheme
They would smile as they′d smile in the stocks
They would grizzle then return to their sheds Sea-salt crackers with the sea-salt taken out
Then served to the grateful twats
It was 50 days before the hun
And the sky was falling
It was 50 days before the hun
And the sky was falling


50 days before the hun
My brothers on the free weights
Woke up on their favourite arm
Woke up with their favourite team
They could work they could work on their abs
Or they bubble and return to the womb
Hopeless husks with the hopeless taken out
Then sunk into tennis courts
It was 50 days before the hun
And the sky was falling
It was 50 days before the hun
And the sky was falling