The Trigger
Adam Buckland Ensemble
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He'll lose his hold She'll see the signs That April day when they'll collide A beam prick pierced, moon-torched sky A peasant asked a passerby What's the time? What's the time? She'll crawl towards the market square He'll jam the lifts then take the stairs One shard of light they'll glance to find Some peasant fucking some passer-by What's the time? What's the time? What's the time? What's the time? Lavender's smashing the kingdom to the ground His queen's left for the princess of some other town Bring on security Strap the king to the bed Call for Saint Apricot Record all that's said My guitar complained, 'You were mine' My keyboard leant over, 'Play my spine' My 12-track buzzed, flirted and whined My jealous metronome swirled out of time My tambourine took my bass's side My microphone collapsed, 'I've lost you' she cried My pedal switched and smashed the lights My Stratocaster took to flight What's the time? What's the time? What's the time? What's the time? King Lavender declares 'Saint Apricot dies, but torture him first to see what we'll find'
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