Headlines.

Lets saddle up now, for the dark horse parade.

We’re feeding the kids with the crumbs

from the kings at the table 

Lend me your legs now,

Let's make a stand 

We'll fly with the pigs  

And we'll sleep like a fire in the stable 

We'll bring the water with holes in our hands

We are not the headlines, 

Its alright, it’s alright

Head on down the saltmines

Its alright, it’s alright

All we need is our time

Its alright, it’s alright

Because we are not the headlines 

Raised with a cane 

I'll be damned if I’m done while I'm able 

Let's saddle up now 

For the dark horse parade  

Lend me an eye for the truth 

and a tongue while I'm capable

And show me a rooftop 

To scream down the days

We are not the headlines, 

Its alright, it’s alright

Head on down the saltmines

Its alright, it’s alright

All we need is our time

Its alright, it’s alright

Because we are not the headlines

words by R.D.Thomas and  M.Bayliss