Adam Turla - That Crown Don't Make You a Prince lyrics

[Verse 1] All the drunks in the alleys are taking up arms To undo their whole lives in a day If their hearts they don't change before long In the heart of the beast they will lay [Verse 2] He peels the wood from the wall To get to us He steals the good from this town So wash the black from your fingertips and fight [Verse 3] Raise up from the cellars Fill the streets with his dead This time, this time, this time