Lyrics

(Willcox / Bogen / Spalding / Lee / Phillips) Build yourselves up, make yourselves strong We are the urban tribesmen Suffer not you've done nothing wrong We are the urban tribesmen We dance, we move, we twist and groove We are the urban tribesmen Screaming, wailing, we call the tune To all your furious youth The glories of war (are a bore) The glories of war (what a bore) Light up the fires Light up the fires A king is born Incestuous heroes come forth Let your hair and nails grow Forget the past Let's go - now go Incestuous heroes come forth Let your hair and nails grow Forget the past Let's go - now go As you sleep Our marching feet invade your land In your gardens we intrude With the voice of furious youth Adolescence is our toy See us run with joy In the jungle where we belong We behave like urban tribesmen The glories of war (of war) The glories of war (of war) Incestuous heroes come forth the glories of war Incestuous heroes come forth the glories of war Incestuous heroes come forth the glories of war Incestuous heroes come forth the glories of war...
Writer(s): Simon Phillips, Adrian Lee, Joel Bogen, Philip Spalding, Toyah Willcox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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