White Hinterland - Lindberghs & Metal Birds lyrics

Coming through the mitrailleuse A Howitzer cannon and a Thompson gun Oh you're a slovenly bunch Lousy with sin You're no better than those altruists And the eagle scouts you belong With the haemophiliacs Out on the front line Out on the front line... We've got the straw in the wind To fill your belly with buckshot It's a minor detail That we furbished with white-out You want something concrete But your city is sinking, It was built on sand You should have planned ahead Oh leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Keep your head out of the clouds Coming down, your victory towers The sepals to the citadel have been hulled with flames Oh you've been unveiled The manifest is writ with dread And you're no better than those altruists And eagle scouts you belong With the convalescents who couldn't make it on the front line Out on the front line Out on the front line... We've got the straw in the wind To fill your belly with buckshot It's a minor detail That we furbished with white-out And you want something concrete But your city is sinking, It was built on sand You should have planned ahead Oh leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds And keep, keep, keep, keep your head out of the clouds