Text: British Sea Power. Be Gone.

Be gone, be gone
Be gone your olden ways, be gone
Don't be afraid of anyone
Like seasons, just move on

Aorta, liver, ventricles
And other winter vehicles
From indigo to crystalline
You've one more chance, so get it right

Oh, Floreal
Oh, guillotine
Oh, Floreal
I love your iridescent sheen
As it reflects you and reflects me

Oh, don't believe
All of your golden memories
They're little more than make believe
So listen carefully

Agonic lines, ascendancies
And amatory tendencies
From here to heart arrhythmias
Oh, don't you know we're not like this

Oh, Floreal
Oh, guillotine
Oh, Floreal
I love your iridescent sheen
As it reflects you and it reflects me

Oh, Floreal
Oh, guillotine
Oh, Floreal
I love your iridescent sheen
As it reflects you and reflects me