A Bar In Amsterdam

Em

Nine hours passed and how long will it last

said the man with the plan and a gun in his hand.

Em

He's scared but prepared it might be as he feared

are they still in control and safe behind the wall.

Em

This evening's too quiet oh we need a real riot

to shake and to break and to bite like a snake.

Em

We're stuck in this attic so bored and so static

tomorrow they'll ask us to throw off our masks.

But the storm is a'coming 'cross the hills tonight,

like a vain full of rain to the

hearts that should fight.

The storm is a'coming 'cross the hills tonight,

like a vain full of rain to the

hearts that should fight.

Mary's like me, she's a loser to be,

got a lock on her door and a bed on the floor.

They will know they will win and then they'll come in.

There's nothing you could say to lead them astray.

We still live in silence like sworn threats of

violence.

I long for an end and it's coming round the bend.

If we live through this night and we'd still be

allright.

We'd flee to Siam or a bar in Amsterdam.

But the storm is a'coming 'cross the hills tonight,

like a vain full of rain to the

hearts that should fight.

The storm is a'coming 'cross the hills tonight,

like a vain full of rain to the

hearts that should fight.

But the storm is a'coming 'cross the hills tonight,

like a vain full of rain to the

hearts that should fight.

The storm is a'coming 'cross the hills tonight,

like a vain full of rain to the

hearts that should fight.