Letra de That Golden Rule (Live at Wembley)
Son of Henry, I'm the first in line To the throne, smell my mustard gas I slash swords through your wooden spine Well, it cut my heart and it blew my headWe made love at the side of the road Reflex, you better know this, pull fast This bleedin' river is particularly sinister Close your eyes and take my handI want to scream one last death medley I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motionLove that golden rule, that golden rule Need that golden rule, that golden Secrets are the truth, they are the truth We need that silver rule, that silverFace to face with the ball and chain My bobbly head flapping 'til its red I tell my secrets and you took my pain About a broken heart and I will do it againSon of Henry, I'm the first in line To the throne, smell my mustard gas I slash swords through your wooden spine Well, it cut my heart and it blew my headI want to scream one last death medley I am looking for a reason to secure a forward motionLove that golden rule that golden rule Need that golden rule that golden Secrets are the truth they are the truth We need that silver rule that silver rule