Here's a story about the rules of death and glory
Em (Riff 1)
It's the hour of the morning on the day after the dawning
When the sun they said would never set finally set again
Was it cromwell or orwell who first led you to the stairwell
Em (Riff 2)
Rushed alone by guiding hands whispers of the promised land
They wished you luck and handed you a gun
Life could be so handsome
Life could be so gay
We're going nowhere
But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
In the pub that night racking out the lines of shite
Em (Riff 1)
Yes we thought that they were brothers then they half-murdered each other
Then they did a karaoke turn and murdered our best song
Told the governor's wife about the last night of his life
Em (Riff 1)
Where are all the old dreams now? the batallions, once so proud
Lost in some old song and hanging on the old barbedwire
Life could be so handsome
It's so good to be okay
We're going nowhere
But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
Nowhere in the institutions did they teach that revolution
Em (Riff 1)
Oh we tried one, once before was the king's head on the floor
And we got booted out the boozer cause someone smashed the glass
Life could be so handsome
Life could be okay
We're going nowhere
But nowhere, nowhere's on our way
Life could be so handsome
It's all gonna be okay
We're going nowhere
Cause nowhere, nowhere's on our way
Nowhere's on our way