Coldplay - People of The Pride

People of the Pride
People on the left
People on the right
There's no line in sight
And people of the pride
Go

There's a man who swears he's God
Unbelievers will be shot
There's a man who walks around
Like he owns the fucking lot
There's a man who takes his time
From his homemade cuckoo clock
And you can hear him march around
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, oh

There's a crocodile cross-eyed
There's a turning of the tide
We're no longer going to fight for
Some old crook and all his crimes
There's a sewing up of rags