Текст песни The Little Flames - Put Your Dukes Up John

Put Your Dukes Up John,
Yeah, put your dukes up John,
You were preened and sanitised,
Struck dumb by good advice

Your integrity was bruised,
Your celebrity a ruse,
They pulled the rug from under,
Made way for new pretenders

Put your Dukes up, John
(Change your tune and change your hair)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Or you're not going anywhere)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Change your tune and change your hair)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Or you're not going anywhere)
Be a CYNIC
Be a CYNIC

The profit margin blinds them,
They groomed and ostracised him,
His calm makes my blood boil,
His calm makes my blood boil,

Put your Dukes up, John
(Change your tune and change your hair)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Or you're not going anywhere)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Change your tune and change your hair)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Or you're not going anywhere)
Be a CYNIC
Be a CYNIC

Change your tune and change your hair
Or your not going anywhere
Change your tune and change your hair
Or your not going anywhere

Change your tune and change your hair
Or your not going anywhere
Change your tune and change your hair
Or your not going anywhere

Put your Dukes up, John
(Change your tune and change your hair)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Or your not going anywhere)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Change your tune and change your hair)
Put your Dukes up, John
(Or your not going anywhere)

Be a CYNIC
Be a CYNIC
Be a CYNIC
Be a CYNIC