Firing Squad (Come On I’m English, I’ll Even Queue and Wait My Turn)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You pulled the ace out of the pack Describing me as a charmless nowhere man I wasn't stationed here to take flak Or to be your sycophantic fan So kick me to the floor You must be sick of these rhyming metaphors And as my teeth chip and crack Your eyebrows raise, were you expecting a white flag? Is it still giving up if you want the trigger pulled back? [Chorus] 'Cause I've begged all that I can I've held up my hands You're a firing squad You're a firing squad Too little, too late Too big of a stake You're a firing squad You're a firing squad So blow me away [Verse 2] Despair has its own calms Like the sedatives when I broke my arm I remember those good old days Happily lost in my charmless nowhere place No thanks for the birthday cake And the upright cigarettes that acted as the flame Why would I watch the filters burn When you could take your aim and i could watch those barrels burst? Come on I'm English, I'll even queue and wait my turn [Chorus] 'Cause I've begged all that I can I've held up my hands You're a firing squad You're a firing squad Too little, too late Too big of a stake You're a firing squad You're a firing squad I've begged all that I can I've held up my hands You're a firing squad You're a firing squad Too little, too late Too big of a stake You're a firing squad You're a firing squad Now blow me away [Outro x4] Now blow me away