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(fish, steve rothery, mark kelly, pete trewavas, ian mosley) A hand held over a candle in angst fuelled bravado A carbon trail scores a moist stretched palm Trapped in the indecision of another fine menu And you sit there and ask me to tell you the story so far This is the story so far Shuffling your memories dealing your doodles in margins You scrawl out your poems across a beermat or two And when you declare the point of grave creation They turn round and you to tell them the story so far This is the story so far And you listen with a tear in you eye To their hopes and betrayals and your only reply Is slàinte mhath Princes in exile raising the standard drambuie Parading their anecdotes tired from old campaigns Holding their own last orders commanding attention We sit here and listen to all of the story so far This is the story so far Take it away Take it away Take it away Take me away Take me away Take me away Take me away Take me away From the dream on the barbed wire at flanders and bilston glen From a clydeside that rusts from the tears of it’s broken men From the realisation that all we’ve been left behind Is to stand like our fathers before us in the firing line Waiting on the whistle to blow We stand here waiting on the whistle to blow They promised us miracles, and the whistle still blows Broken promises but the whistle still blows Waiting on the wistle to blow We stand here waiting on the wistle to blow Get This Ringtone

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