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It’s a long walk to the gallows

It’s a small step to swing free

The crying in the tower

For my conspirators and me

Gunpowder and modem

And a dream of liberty

And then they’ll tell you

Don’t try this at home

Oh yes, they’ll tell you

Don’t try this at home

If you walk on the beach with King Canute

You’ll be walking back alone

Tonight he’ll dine on oysters

While we fall like green acorns

We’ll be putting down our roots

Right in the centre of the storm

Oh, but they’ll tell you

Don’t try this at home

Oh yes, they’ll tell you

Don’t try this at home

The cry of gulls, the hum of streets

The buzz of phones, the march of feet

We’ll meet tonight to draw up plans

Exclamations, ampersands

Somewhere across the water

They’re storming palace gates

Scared of the moth-flame metaphor

We fall asleep and wait

Singing for a future

But the chorus comes too late

Because they’ll tell you

Don’t try this at home

Oh yes, they’ll tell you

Don’t try this at home

Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t

Don’t try this at home

Try this at home

So we’re coming to the last dance

I’ve got another request

With your best foot forward

We’ll lay this ghost to rest

So we’re coming to the last dance

I’ve got another request

With your best foot forward

We’ll lay this ghost to rest

So we’re coming to the last dance

I’ve got another request

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