Текст песни: Sentimental Marching Song + перевод

In the barber’s shop

In the game

In the lair of the wrinkled old worm

All men the same

All men the same born to brutalise

On every scale on every scale

I’m skipping down the iron line

Cocooned in a fist

I;m running throught the tension rods

Never kissed

So stop all that moaning and sing

Along with the sirens outside

I’ll be over at ten we can take a ride

The beast lurches into the road breathing deep

Buckets of brains

The room’s full of sleep

He needs a little love at closing time

Перевод песни Sentimental Marching Song