And from the other side
A sheer white knuckle ride
So young yet feel so stung by the game
I know what´s left in a name
With all those national strains
The lion hits the stage
Purple hearts revolving round with purple rage
And we all want to know where the weather goes
And what´s in store tomorrow

No we don´t need a replacement
The more I see the more I learn
All that time in the basement
I can´t wait nor hang around

Language that shocks of the new
With the promise there´s nothing to hide
When vultures rise out of the blue
And the circle of fireflies tonight
And all that heavenly light
I can´t understand
The coup d´etat that walks inside every man
They all wanna know ´bout the fasion show
Where the Queen will go tomorrow

Tomorrow
Where the Queen will go tomorrow
Where the Queen will go tomorrow

No we don´t need a replacement
The more I see the more I learn
All that time in the basement
I can´t wait nor hang around

Feel real power in the darkness
The more I see the more I learn
Feel it more than I confess
I can´t wait nor hang around

I´ll be outside
I´ll be outside
Song for the tribes
Song for the tribes
The more I see the more I learn
No we don´t need a replacement
The more I see the more I learn
Song for the tribes
Song for the tribes