Where the troops of the courtyard
Sound the alarms
When you turned on your charms
For the brothers in arms
Caught a train
Did a rain dance

And to shooting forth
Is the froth of the fruit
It's a product cut from the cloth
Of his tear away suit
It's a great plan
He's a great man

Please do explain
How it came back up the drain
I might have known
Being energy for a golden throne
I can see the shine
The silver lining

The aerial's packed
And I'm writing them down
Straight from a desk
And a picture frame
With a zig-zag
Designation
And the skeleton key
Hanging on the front door
For the panicking rooms
On the thirteenth floor
For no one
But everyone is invited

All these entertain
I can't see them clearly
Tear more light in
Be a child
In your nursery
Try them on, decide what's more exciting

For the home, dear, for the home
For the home, dear, for the home