Land Lovers — No. 1 Communiqué lyrics

Lyrics

And every girl who drags on that veil
(Oooooooh)
Takes a vow — be quiet, compliant and frail
(In the dorms)
Adorning our walls: Camara, Camillo Torres
(Our guitars)
Heard in the main hall, no scholarly sleep
(Oooooooh)
And no sanctuary deep
You can go down to every nightclub you see
Disregard the peasants
You can go down to every nightclub you see
Oh baby
We sent a letter to the NME
We called it No. 1 Communiqué
We are the Tigers in the Seminary
We’re seventeen and we are healthy
Good heavens
(When the calls)
Arrive from the music press: one, then three, then five
(We'll ensure)
They know liberation in gospels is truly alive
Every collared rebel do the just and gentle jive
You will go down to every nightclub you see
Disregard the peasants
You will go down to every nightclub you see
On no, not we You saw our letter in the NME
We called it No. 1 Communiqué
We are the Tigers in the Seminary
We rise with God against the wealthy
We sent a letter to the NME
We called it No. 1 Communiqué
We are the Tigers in the Seminary
We’re seventeen and we are healthy
Good heavens