Savages

The flame in your eye could burn the world if it were to escape And the love in your heart is the kind of love they write epic verse about And darlin’ you know You know that you’re better than this Darlin’ you know You know you are better than this But we are ash and we are books Coffee-stained and overlooked We are ornamental swords Forged for the peace after the war And the world has no need Of the songs than we sang We are savages, you and I, and we will Hang, hang, hang The tear on your cheek will fall ignored by the suckers to fake romance And the hope in your heart will be dashed on the shore of this deadly island Darling you know That there’s no place for us We’ll build and we’ll sweat But there’s no place for us No Ithaca no home We are Greeks in the age of Rome With no right to criticise The happily dull, to Grecian eyes And the world has no need Of the songs that we sang We are savages, you and I, and we will Hang, hang, hang The sweat on your brow shall be disdained, shunned and deodorized And the will of your heart shall spoil in the heat of a new world And darlin' you know You know we’re better unheard Darlin' you know You know we’re better unserved The Brave new futures we have seen Filled with beautiful machines Greener pastures, clearer skies And not one such as you or I As the dust shall settle sweetly On the songs that we sang We are savages you and I And we will Hang, hang, hang Hang, Hang, Hang