ترانه:
The Maccabees Wall Of Arms

grew up in the bosom of my family Eight strong arms around me Oh...from the seed they've grown me And I thank those Those who kept me company They are a wall of arms

Better get another coal on the?? fire ????? on the wet tiles, on the wet tiles better running out of of time, gonna cost you more than just your sweet

that's listening Sound advice, sound advice Empty hands and tired eyes True ring true ring Giving up and giving in Little arms little arms Little arms

grew up in the bosom of my family Eight strong arms around me Oh...from the seed they've grown me And I thank those Those who kept me company They are a wall of arms

Roses in the car Roses in the car Bony saddle, bony street Corrugated iron sheet This bed is not concrete This bed in which you sleep Flesh is flesh

Oh love I was torn, I was torn But I put those thoughts away love Just a thought Will the gods look kindly Those thoughts are behind me Oh why would