What drives a man to visit pain upon another?
Two princes in their tower
Raise a glass to an absent friend

But time trapped together fixes emnity ‘tween brothers
Hand in hand onto dry land
Toe to toe - the red mist descends
Smashed up on the rocks - don't you recognise your friend?


Does the beast of hatred lurk in every mind among us?
Two comrades in their keep
At each other's throats so easily

Did you hear the one about two men trying to fix a light?
One's a king without a kingdom
Two's a corpse without a coffin
But don't expect a punchline if you break the rule of three


What drives a man to dole out violence to another?
Widows mourn and children cry
Shed a tear for those left behind

In a lonely prison pinned down by spray and thunder
Hand to hand onto dry land
A hand on the back'll help him descend
A head dashed off the rocks - it's conviction time again


The tiller's hands dripping red with murder
And a burial at sea

Tell us all about how many men (it takes) to change a light:
One screams its an accident
Two, in heap, buckled and bent
But no one's fucking laughing cos you broke the rule of three

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