You can only hold your breath so long
For soon the news is gonna come to town
Go tell the bishop better bless his ground
For soon your spires,
they're coming falling down
We won't have to say our prayers For saving no one at all
We've lived on the boat and broken all the stairs
Cos we're coming down to help ourselves
We're coming down to help ourselves
Empty your shells It didn't do so much good asking
Didn't do so much good asking Up to now
Up to now
Up to now
There's a man behind every door
Who always seems to ask me what am I doing there
He has a castle for his home
He's the meanest miser that we've ever known
You say you worked hard for your store
But in truth you got up before the streets
were red And took more than you share
So we're coming down to help ourselves
We're coming down to help ourselves
Empty your shells It didn't do so much good asking
Didn't do so much good asking
Up to now
Up to now Up to now
Time to start was yesterday But that
old English music takes a hold of me
But now I'm going down the road I hope
a fiddler's tree is gonna help us free
There's a note upon your door
That won't get read till it's too late
To wonder why we put it there
Cos we're coming down to help ourselves
We're coming down to help ourselves Empty your shells
It didn't do so much good asking Didn't do so much good asking
Up to now Up to now Up to now