Battle Song - Cry for the moon

In few words
There were waterworks
Like niagra falls
When my heartbeat calls

A poisoned pill
No more living will
In a soho rill
I´m dressed to kill

So turn on your light
Abandon your right
And have fun tonight
In a pillow fight

Don't be a dork
The dork of new york
When the shit hits the fan
You should have a pirate plan

This is my battle song
Something must be going wrong
But I shan´t be long
As the first that comes along

You cry for the moon
But the love closed at noon
You were out of tune
Too light too much too soon

In East River
Swims an indian giver
Sliver by sliver
With a lipstick shiver

Summer rain
Never ending grain
Someone cut in twain
I took the 'A' - train

So turn on your light
Abandon your right
And have fun tonight
In a pillow fight

Don't be a dork
The dork of new york
When the shit hits the fan
You should have a pirate plan

This is my battle song
Something must be going wrong
But I shan´t be long
As the first that comes along

You cry for the moon
But the love closed at noon
You were out of tune
Too light too much too soon

You cry for the moon
But the love closed at noon
You were out of tune
Too light too much too soon

This is my battle song
Something must be going wrong
But I shan´t be long
As the first that comes along

You cry for the moon
But the love closed at noon
You were out of tune
Too light too much too soon