Chains and Fur - Magic Wands

You’ve been warned not to listen

To the words of the wicked

Who are they to criticise?

Seeking more than meets the eye

On the blaring television

Fake stories on the news

Don’t you tire of this madness

On a Sunday afternoon?

Heading for the London Bridge

Close your eyes and make a wish

We’ll go to Paris for the weekend

And burn the chains and fur

On the blaring television

Another pointless view

Don’t you tire of this madness

On a Sunday afternoon?

If you don’t conform and listen

Then you don’t deserve a thing

(Then you don’t deserve a thing)

On the blaring television

There’s another pointless view

Don’t you tire of this madness

On a Sunday afternoon?

Let’s burn the chains and fur (x8)