Unto The Breach by Clutch
The problem of a time lord
Is there's never any time
Too much of eternity
And never to unwind
Hobgoblins and Morris men
Fighting in the streets
(Ha continual?) breakdown
Give them lighting
Chorus:
(Waiting on the corner
For the Swiss guard to arrive
To arrive
And when they do we'll battle then and rattle them
Hammer versus mind
Versus mind
Once more unto the breach)
Like a Gutenberg bible
We're the m-m-m-m-movable type
Very transient
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