Glory - Friday Pilots Club

Sovereignty up on a hill

Shooting guns and passing bills

Promising the world could be alright

If these people, these sheep

Could just quit and believe

In the system of pretending that everything is fine

Whispered words start revolutions

Weary souls break constitutions

And glory only comes

When the good

When the good die young

Take another, a sister or brother

You’re egging me on

If you take the only ones who’d care when I’m gone

I’m too angry to sleep

Too tired to keep runnin'

But I’m wanted by a god

Who’s so afraid of death, he’s starting to become it

Oh power, power

A hero calls

From the bottom of a bottle (bottle)

Watch him fall

Let whispered words start revolutions

Weary souls break constitutions

And glory only comes

When the good

When the good die young

Give me power, power

A hero calls

From bottom of a bottle (bottle)

Watch him fall

Whispered words start revolutions

Weary souls break constitutions

And glory only comes

When the good

When the good die young

(Glory!)

When they die young

When the good die young

When the good die young