crust--fetch us a cup of tea Port out, starboard home, posh with a capital P-O-S-H, posh In every foreign strand I land the royal trumpets toot me The
understanding Some of us believe that we are chosen And if God is on our side we'll win the game And some of us believe that there's a heaven When the trumpets
GIRLS' CHORUS With feasting and dancing and song, tonight in celebration we greet the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation! MEN'S CHORUS The trumpets
Can I presume you ain't assuming all this doom and gloom? All these kids that go to gigs in Halloween costumes, You used to play a fucking trumpet now