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Cat Empire The The Chariot

and wet' this be the route we'd always take and Our weapons were our instruments made from timber and steel we never yielded to conformity but stood like kings in a chariot

and wet' this be the route we'd always take and Our weapons were our instruments made from timber and steel we never yielded to conformity but stood like kings in a chariot

wet' this be the route we'd always take and Our weapons were our instruments made from timber and steel we never yielded to conformity but stood like kings in a chariot

and wet' this be the route we'd always take and Our weapons were our instruments made from timber and steel we never yielded to conformity but stood like kings in a chariot