Coldplay - People of The Pride

There's a man who takes his time

from his homemade cuckoo clock

and he makes us march around it,

tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.


There's a crocodile cross-eyed.

There's a turning of the tide.

We're no longer gonna fight for

some old crook and all his crimes.


There's a sewing up of rags

into revolution flags.

Got to stand up to be counted,

be an anthem for your times