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Cricket!
3:28You're here for a reason, so you better get to speaking Before we slam the gate and ruin something good You think you're gonna quit just throw it in and end the bit You should question first if you even could Because the castle walls we built will stop the advance Until they launch their trebuchet I'm riding off to battle with a broken lance And armor made of paper mache Our walls are falling down Our hope is starting to fade They're going for the crown They launch the trebuchet Trebuchet Yeah It's been a cruel December, we're outclassed and we're outnumbered We're out in the open taking heavy fire I really hate to admit it, but I don't trust that new lieutenant He's got charm, but he's an awful liar And soon we're lying in a ditch their ambush went without a hitch Our noble charge was nothing to gain Could someone call the medic and tell him "bring the anesthetic" So we can momentarily numb the pain Our walls are falling down Our hope is starting to fade They're going for the crown They launch the trebuchet Our walls can't take much more As it starts to look like rain They'll leave you drunk and poor, they launch the trebuchet Trebuchet Yeah Fire, fire in the air, guns and swords and clashing bashing Smashing skulls with deadly stares Here's to all the years of fasting Fire, Fire in the air, duck and cover, break and tear Their forces till their barely standing Drop these burdens that we bare The crumbling and rumbling and tumbling down What's the end game for your inner peace The bombs are blowing up the town Fire, fire in the air, cannons fired, armor pierced These strangers that I'll come to miss I can't believe it's come to this Our walls are falling down Our hope is starting to fade They're going for the crown They launch the trebuchet Our walls can't take much more As it starts to look like rain They'll leave you drunk and poor They launch the trebuchet Our wall's in pieces We came for blood to end the reign I hate this grey it's all the same You'll never outlive fame We launch the trebuchet Trebuchet Yeah