The Real McKenzies — The Comeback

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The basement’s been cleared
Out of shit you haven’t looked at for years
Packaged and taped
For a yardsale display

The people dismount
To crawl over your discarded crowns
The bills in their eyes
Make it easier to kiss them goodbyes

The public fountain has been sucked bone dry
Trade in their wealth for lackluster price
How do you sleep at night
Don’t think we don’t know

That you leave but still you won’t go
Cashgrab for the cunts
Farewells should be once
You don’t see us lay

Down our tartans anything today
The punkers lament
Just to pay your own rent
The public fountain has been sucked bone dry

Trade in their wealth for lackluster price
How do you sleep at night
The years have been kind
Like a fine glass of wine

We give all that we got
Even when out of scotch
From silver to gold
We will never grow old

The choir will sing
Till she carries us home
The choir will sing
Till she carries us home