Siouxie And The Banshees - Cannons Lyrics
Troubled weathers on its wayTempests threaten us todayTheres no respite, from long dark nightsJust the fantasy of springFrom the hailstones of summerTo a scorching winter landA frozen death sleep, then this heatBeats down on this bucked landFlames lick closer to the coreFrom city limits fireballAnd in a headless chicken runRace red and screaming fire enginesThe the cannons cameneath the brooding skyBeneath its baleful eyeThe cannon shot, the cannon crackDisturbing night dreamsPeople fled in drovesTo the lakes and to the shoresLeft behind a near ghost townSave the life of the cannons resoundingStill there was no rainOnce more in the line of fireHovers the preying skyThe cannons aim jabs at the eyeHeralding the rain .....