Lyrics:
my face Let (saltpetre?) heal my old wounds Can't find the right way Wheels keep on spinning round I try to drive away From all my troubles but they
Look at John with his culverin For his service please pay him Sulphur and saltpetre mixed as one Smoke and fire from his gun Remember John and his
and saltpetre. Scaling ladders raised and repulsed in turn, storms of razor tipped shafts exchanged by the combatants, isolated skirmishes raging upon
Brimstone and saltpetre Fire eater Fire eater Magnificent death cheater Trapeze Trapeze Acrobats fly with ease Trapeze Trapeze Lovers dancing on a breeze
and toad and frog In water green, in festering slime, Brine, soak, choke, fritter fricassee, Arsenic both white and green, Saltpetre, quicklime agony,
again Don’t know how but I know, I know we’re gonna meet again Under the constellation of Orion I smell saltpetre in the air The fumes are clinging
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