Coward's Song - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Conscience is a term used by cowards to keep the great in check

My greatness grows dimmer by the hour

With their teeth sunk in my neck

But lo and behold your hungry boy is rapping at your door

But don’t let him in, no don’t let him in

He’s not your boy any more

I lost my bestest brother to a glitch upon his brain

And though I have another it really ain’t the same

Now the stage lights are dimmed the sets rearranged I’m ready for my scene

But don’t fuck it up, no don’t fluff your lines

Though that’s not quite what I mean

Ah, if I ever go back to London please shoot me in the air

The people there are vampires with their teeth sunk in my neck

But if you see her please say to her that my greatness is undim

But don’t let him in, no don’t let me in

I’m a coward with no conscience

Yeah, don’t let him in, no don’t let me in