The Dominion of the Sword
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โฑ๏ธ 3:37 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Lay by your pleading, law lies a-bleeding
Burn all your studies down, and throw away your reading
Small power the word has, and can afford us
Not half so much privilege as the sword does
It'll the foster the master, plaster disaster
This'll make a servant quickly greater than the master
Ventures, enters, seeks and it centres
Ever the upper hand, never a dissenter
Kruger, Krugerrand-a, whither do you wander?
Gone to the suborning of Hastings Banda
Kruger, Krugerrand-a, tear you all asunder
Beira to Luanda, Gabarone to Nyanga
Talks of small things, it sets up all things
This'll master money, though money masters all things
It is not season to talk of reason
Never call it loyal when the sword says treason
Balm for the worrier, the whaler, the furrier
This'll get the measure of a Rainbow Warrior
Incognito, come and sink a Rainbow
President will never know, I should bloody coco
Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever
See the pilgrim flay the unbeliever
It'll make a lay man, preach and to pray man
It'll make a Lord of him that was but a drayman
Conquers the crown too, grave and the gown too
Set you up a province, but it'll pull it down too
No gospel can guide it, no law decide it
In church or state, till the sword sanctified it
Take books, rent 'em, who can invent 'em?
When that the sword says there'll be no argumentum
Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir
Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hilt, sir
Burn all your studies down, and throw away your reading
Small power the word has, and can afford us
Not half so much privilege as the sword does
It'll the foster the master, plaster disaster
This'll make a servant quickly greater than the master
Ventures, enters, seeks and it centres
Ever the upper hand, never a dissenter
Kruger, Krugerrand-a, whither do you wander?
Gone to the suborning of Hastings Banda
Kruger, Krugerrand-a, tear you all asunder
Beira to Luanda, Gabarone to Nyanga
Talks of small things, it sets up all things
This'll master money, though money masters all things
It is not season to talk of reason
Never call it loyal when the sword says treason
Balm for the worrier, the whaler, the furrier
This'll get the measure of a Rainbow Warrior
Incognito, come and sink a Rainbow
President will never know, I should bloody coco
Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever
See the pilgrim flay the unbeliever
It'll make a lay man, preach and to pray man
It'll make a Lord of him that was but a drayman
Conquers the crown too, grave and the gown too
Set you up a province, but it'll pull it down too
No gospel can guide it, no law decide it
In church or state, till the sword sanctified it
Take books, rent 'em, who can invent 'em?
When that the sword says there'll be no argumentum
Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir
Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hilt, sir
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.93] Lay by your pleading, law lies a-bleeding
[00:19.82] Burn all your studies down, and throw away your reading
[00:22.54] Small power the word has, and can afford us
[00:25.20] Not half so much privilege as the sword does
[00:38.60] It'll the foster the master, plaster disaster
[00:41.91] This'll make a servant quickly greater than the master
[00:44.22] Ventures, enters, seeks and it centres
[00:47.13] Ever the upper hand, never a dissenter
[01:00.59] Kruger, Krugerrand-a, whither do you wander?
[01:03.38] Gone to the suborning of Hastings Banda
[01:06.17] Kruger, Krugerrand-a, tear you all asunder
[01:08.65] Beira to Luanda, Gabarone to Nyanga
[01:22.10] Talks of small things, it sets up all things
[01:24.83] This'll master money, though money masters all things
[01:27.74] It is not season to talk of reason
[01:30.36] Never call it loyal when the sword says treason
[01:43.89] Balm for the worrier, the whaler, the furrier
[01:46.58] This'll get the measure of a Rainbow Warrior
[01:49.30] Incognito, come and sink a Rainbow
[01:51.79] President will never know, I should bloody coco
[02:05.36] Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever
[02:07.94] See the pilgrim flay the unbeliever
[02:10.69] It'll make a lay man, preach and to pray man
[02:13.39] It'll make a Lord of him that was but a drayman
[02:26.73] Conquers the crown too, grave and the gown too
[02:29.30] Set you up a province, but it'll pull it down too
[02:32.06] No gospel can guide it, no law decide it
[02:34.69] In church or state, till the sword sanctified it
[02:48.27] Take books, rent 'em, who can invent 'em?
[02:50.99] When that the sword says there'll be no argumentum
[02:53.64] Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir
[02:56.40] Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hilt, sir
[03:25.91]
[00:19.82] Burn all your studies down, and throw away your reading
[00:22.54] Small power the word has, and can afford us
[00:25.20] Not half so much privilege as the sword does
[00:38.60] It'll the foster the master, plaster disaster
[00:41.91] This'll make a servant quickly greater than the master
[00:44.22] Ventures, enters, seeks and it centres
[00:47.13] Ever the upper hand, never a dissenter
[01:00.59] Kruger, Krugerrand-a, whither do you wander?
[01:03.38] Gone to the suborning of Hastings Banda
[01:06.17] Kruger, Krugerrand-a, tear you all asunder
[01:08.65] Beira to Luanda, Gabarone to Nyanga
[01:22.10] Talks of small things, it sets up all things
[01:24.83] This'll master money, though money masters all things
[01:27.74] It is not season to talk of reason
[01:30.36] Never call it loyal when the sword says treason
[01:43.89] Balm for the worrier, the whaler, the furrier
[01:46.58] This'll get the measure of a Rainbow Warrior
[01:49.30] Incognito, come and sink a Rainbow
[01:51.79] President will never know, I should bloody coco
[02:05.36] Subtle deceiver, turns calm to fever
[02:07.94] See the pilgrim flay the unbeliever
[02:10.69] It'll make a lay man, preach and to pray man
[02:13.39] It'll make a Lord of him that was but a drayman
[02:26.73] Conquers the crown too, grave and the gown too
[02:29.30] Set you up a province, but it'll pull it down too
[02:32.06] No gospel can guide it, no law decide it
[02:34.69] In church or state, till the sword sanctified it
[02:48.27] Take books, rent 'em, who can invent 'em?
[02:50.99] When that the sword says there'll be no argumentum
[02:53.64] Blood that is spilt, sir, has gained all the guilt, sir
[02:56.40] Thus have you seen me run my sword up to the hilt, sir
[03:25.91]