Battle Song by Cry For The Moon

In few words

There were waterworks

Like niagra falls

When my heartbeat calls



A poisoned pill

No more living will

In a soho rill

I´m dressed to kill



So turn on your light

Abandon your right

And have fun tonight

In a pillow fight



Don't be a dork

The dork of new york

When the shit hits the fan

You should have a pirate plan



This is my battle song

Something must be going wrong

But I shan´t be long

As the first that comes along



You cry for the moon

But the love closed at noon

You were out of tune

Too light too much too soon



In East River

Swims an indian giver

Sliver by sliver

With a lipstick shiver



Summer rain

Never ending grain

Someone cut in twain

I took the 'A' - train



So turn on your light

Abandon your right

And have fun tonight

In a pillow fight








Don't be a dork

The dork of new york

When the shit hits the fan

You should have a pirate plan



This is my battle song

Something must be going wrong

But I shan´t be long

As the first that comes along



You cry for the moon

But the love closed at noon

You were out of tune

Too light too much too soon



You cry for the moon

But the love closed at noon

You were out of tune

Too light too much too soon



This is my battle song

Something must be going wrong

But I shan´t be long

As the first that comes along



You cry for the moon

But the love closed at noon

You were out of tune

Too light too much too soon