David Bridie - Delegate lyrics

Here come the bootmen and the rabbit clowns Don't look them in the eye In this town called Delegate They'll do you every time Go and close the blinds and lock the doors Those outsiders have thieving paws The flannel men and short boys Come marching into town You'll fit right in with your miserable heart Your flag tattooed to your chest all tight Woe begone The people who have lost the most Are the ones who hate the least The poor souls who have pawned their legs Have got the cleanest feet You'll fit right in with your miserable heart