From the album The Saints Are Coming: The Best of The Skids.
Lyrics:
Heavy armour fails, the battle ground affairs
Incitements all around, defeat shows through but no-one cares
Arrange new attacks, demand a new decree
Listen to their ploys, destroy them as they flee
Holy to the high, masquerade, masquerade
Fanfares in the sky, masquerade, masquerade
Nurture battle scars, pardon none who dared
Kindle and inspire, victory showed you cared
Portray amidst art, Guernica is plaint
Metal turning sham, but victory is quaint
Holy to the high, masquerade, masquerade
Fanfares in the sky, masquerade, masquerade
Instrumental
Masquerade, masquerade
Masquerade, masquerade
Heavy armour fails, the battle ground affairs
Incitements all around, defeat shows through but no-one cares
Arrange new attacks, demand a new decree
Listen to their ploys, destroy them as they flee
Holy to the high, masquerade, masquerade
Fanfares in the sky, masquerade, masquerade
Holy to the high, masquerade, masquerade
Fanfares in the sky, masquerade, masquerade
Holy to the high, masquerade, masquerade
Fanfares in the sky, masquerade, masquerade
Heaven!
royb1001 1 month ago
shit hot brother
mryodadna 1 month ago
the brilliance of jobson / adamson
vespasianlegx11 2 months ago
To me, the best song ever written, ever...
Degascat 8 months ago
Brilliant stuff, reminds me of a happier time both personally & in the music,
bodsnvimto 8 months ago