Bewilderbeast Lyrics - Skyclad

See the brave toreador 

just look at him thrive 

Off the crowd as they roar. 

For death brings a thrill 

To the everyday lives of the 

"non-com" observers 

Who gloat and chastise 

My mind can't believe we maintain 

This barbarous blood thirsty game. 

In their picturesque dwellings the aristo-classes 

Spill blood that's not claret from cut-crystal glasses. 

Never once pausing to contemplate why 

For vanity's victories innocents die. 

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No better than bloodhounds 

Hot on the scent 

They butcher their prey 

When its' energy's spent 

My mind can't believe we maintain 

This barbarous blood thirsty game. 

Please show me this "sportsman" 

You mention with pride 

With his dog to defend him 

And his gun at his side 

If courage is the one thing 

Your kind do not lack 

Then why don't you hunt something 

That can fight you back? 

I see only cowardice ridden by guilt 

And your hands won't wash clean of the blood they have spilt. 

What measure of madness makes you all so ill 

That your passport to pleaseure's a licence to kill? 

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So I won't waste my time trying to understand why 

For vanity's victories innocents die 

'Cus you're all vicious bastards I'm sick of your crap 

So I won't bat an eyelid when it's you in the trap. 

I still can't believe we maintain 

This barbarous blood thirsty game.