1682 Songtext
von Owen Tromans

Back down witch
You′re not helping
I know which direction they all go to
What we have to do
And are these men
Each and every one of them
'Cause they look like children
With big boots
That need to be filled in

So back down witch
You can′t fight a war like this
With stones and sticks
Some things your spells can't fix


And it feels like 1682
Such a bad year for you
Did they have his protection?
And did he come to you
At your door in the form of a bird
When he offered you his protection?
His protection
When he offered you his protection

Good fellows rest
Heed your general's warning
Ready your gun
We′ll set fire to the morning
And they won′t know
Those boys won't know
No they won′t know
Those boys won't know

For they′re used to work
They're used to your word
Your word
Are we?
I will prove myself with a sword
I will prove myself with a sword


I′ll make you feel like 1682
Such a bad year for you
Did they have his protection?
And did he come to you
At your door in the form of a bird
When he offered you his protection?
His protection
When he offered you his protection

Wait
I see a bird
Wait
I do see a bird
Oh you wait
I see a bird
Now you wait
I see a bird
I do see a bird
I see a bird