Flint Jack — текст песни (Monks of Doom)

Flint jack

Hes a master of his trade

Oh young edwards twisted soul has finally come of age

And from a piece of flint

An arrowhead was shaped

The only thing as good as gold is something thats as good as old



Flint jack, youve gone and spent it all on drink again

Oh the prince of fabricators!

Who knows where youve been and where you will rest?



Flint jack

Hes a master of his trade

Oh young edwards twisted soul has finally come of age

And from a plate of tin

Was formed a roman breastplate

The only thing as good as gold is something thats as good as old



Flint jack, youve gone and spent it all on drink again

Oh the prince of fabricators!

Who knows where youve been and where you will rest?



Oh the prince of fabricators, never will you be saved

Oh the prince of fabricators where are you now?

cos this is your golden age

This is your golden age



Flint jack

Hes a master of his trade

Oh young edwards twisted soul, never will it be saved

Hes got a pack rat penchant for the precious things

And he will fool us yet

cos the only thing thats good as gold is something thats as good as old.



Flint jack, youve gone and spent it all on drink again

Oh the prince of fabricators!

Who knows where youve been and where you will rest?