Bunch of players on a stage
Fuelling hatred fuelling hatred
Fuelling hatred I'm amazed
Fuelling hatred we don't play
Purely sacred all the way
Feeling safe I'm feeling safe
I'm feeling safe I feel your pain
Words and numbers on a page
Now I get you I understand
Now I get you I understand
Now I get you I understand
Yo, now I get you
I understand
Forty fifty bands way I planned it
Life stay serving underhand
Compliments sound mad
In the clouds I need a Tinkerbell 'cos I will never land
A cross abandoned
Salvage a sound then I bind it it's bound now I slide in
I found out a wide grin is more than a side dish
Feel alive when the stories aren't confined to the margin
More than enough time to bargain
Martin waving at the bar
Fish staving off the last bits of good-humoured heart
Stars aligning while I drink my Carling
There's always a
Bunch of players on a stage
Fuelling hatred fuelling hatred
Fuelling hatred I'm amazed
Fuelling hatred we don't play
Purely sacred all the way
Feeling safe I'm feeling safe
I'm feeling safe I feel your pain
Words and numbers on a page
Now I get you I understand
Now I get you I understand
Now I get you I understand
Yo, now I get you