Wall Of Death

[Verse 1]
In a little old place they call Sewstern
They built a wall of death
The church they abandoned
The well, it ran dry
And many souls caught his last breath
It stands tall and proud and amazing
This blot on the countryside
The wusses causeway keeps the fools all away
Though many a man they have tried

[Chorus]
It’s the wall, hit the wall
It takes two seconds round
And it’s sixteen foot tall
Sit in the bowl, twist your right wrist to go
You’ll fly
It’s the wall, hit the wall

[Verse 2]
In a little old place they call Sewstern
Where the devil is got there you’ll say
You can come, you can ride
To the gods to decide
The ambulance takes you away
Where the orientation confuse you
The centrifuge drive you berserk
If you fall and you call you'll be nowhere at all
At the place where the phones never work

[Chorus]
It’s the wall, hit the wall
It takes two seconds round
And it’s sixteen foot tall
Sit in the bowl, twist your right wrist to go
You’ll fly
It’s the wall, hit the wall

[Verse 3]
In a little old place they call Sewstern
Some cowboys constructed the wall
Out of pallets and ply and there’s rumours awry
The whole thing cost nothing at all
As you’re leaving the wall to the west now
And it’s stories of glory or fail
Take your time, else the seams
Or the arse in your jeans
Rips up on a rusty old nail

[Chorus]
It’s the wall, hit the wall
It takes two seconds round
And it’s sixteen foot tall
Sit in the bowl, twist your right wrist to go
You’ll fly
It’s the wall, hit the wall
Hit the wall, it’s the wall
It takes two seconds round
And it’s sixteen foot tall
Sit in the bowl, twist your right wrist to go
You’ll fly
It’s the wall, hit the wall
Hit the wall
You’ll fly
The wall, the wall

[Outro]
Screams
Woah
You alright Furze?