Release - Aztec Camera

And realized that in your eyes, the force of love could kill

So go and get your wages, get what you deserve

When hope held out of it’s hands today, you laughed and turned and fled

Release, 'cos I wanted the world, and all I could get to

Was a gun or a girl

Release, now I’ve thrown them away

I’m here and I’m hungry and I hope I can stay

The loch is overflowing, the sun has shed it’s light

And all that’s left to warm your breast’s the wine we stole tonight

Bottle merchants both of us, overdosed on keats, we smashed them all

And watched them fall like magic in the streets

Standing in our new boots, we’ve lost the urge to hide

We left it with the souvenirs that forced us to decide

How we’d storm the palace, meet me at the gates

There’s plenty bread and water here for anyone who waits

But you can’t remember where you squandered your hope

A fistful of dollars and a fistful of dope

With your hands in your hair and your hair in your face

You’d better summon your soul because we’re leaving this place

With a red, red flag for a souvenir