I can’t stand your blue face. Your smile of smug contentment
And what I hate the most is my knapsack of resentment
I wish I had a hammer I’d stick it in your brain
To Control is to be controlled.
Here we go again. Here we go again
Here we go

Here I am the hero comes.
I conjure up a breeze to dissipate the smoke that keeps the bees sleeping
How beautiful they are as they suddenly awake.
Wide eyes open and scent of something new
They gather round and sting to death a friend
They never knew

If I had the chance to live and let live
Would I be would you be happy
Is there one drop of compassion?
Flowing through your veins
To Control is to be controlled
Here we go again here we go again
Here we go

All recordings

The Landing The Landing Single, 2016, Michael Brunnock
The Ghost of Roger Casement The Ghost of Roger Casement Single, 2016, Michael Brunnock
Live in New York Live in New York CD, 2015, Michael Brunnock

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