The Minus 5 - Daggers Drawn lyrics

Sandymount strand, well, technically, no The faithful ones here have remained just so Catalog sins, inhumanly long I know where the soap and flowers have gone Daggers drawn and quartered lawns Each square for one and none for all I'm tired of daggers drawn Four o'clock knock, I'm knocking about There's a blaze inside that I can't boil out It's never been done, this civilized son May have to resort to a bow or a gun Making a wish, forgetting it twice Ithaca's far and Nausicaa is nice Well, she's just all right I want to give in, give in so good Afraid I'll give in the last way I should