Better to Know

The flame in your eye could burn the world if it were to escape

And the love in your heart is the kind of love they write epic verse about

And darlin’ you know,

You know that you’re better than this

Darlin’ you know,

You know you are better than this

But we are ash and we are books

Coffee-stained and overlooked

We are ornamental swords

Forged for the peace after the war

And the world has no need

of the songs than we sang

We are savages, you and I, and we will

Hang, hang, hang.

The tear on your cheek will fall ignored by the suckers to fake romance

And the hope in your heart will be dashed on the shore of this deadly island

Darling you know

That there’s no place for us

We’ll build and we’ll sweat

But there’s no place for us

No Ithaca no home

We are Greeks in the age of Rome

With no right to criticise

The happily dull, to Grecian eyes

And the world has no need

of the songs that we sang

We are savages, you and I, and we will

Hang, hang, hang.

The sweat on your brow shall be disdained, shunned and deodorized

And the will of your heart shall spoil in the heat of a new world

And darlin you know

You know we’re better unheard

Darlin you know

You know we’re better unserved

The Brave new futures we have seen

Filled with beautiful machines

Greener pastures, clearer skies

And not one such as you or I

As the dust shall settle sweetly

on the songs that we sang

We are savages you and I,

And we will Hang, hang, hang

Hang, Hang, Hang.