Don't Try This At Home

It's a long walk to the gallows
 It's a small step to swing free
 The crying in the tower
 For my conspirators and me
 Gunpowder and modem
 And a dream of liberty
 And then they'll tell you
 Don't try this at home
 Oh yes, they'll tell you
 Don't try this at home
 If you walk on the beach with King Canute
 You'll be walking back alone
 Tonight he'll dine on oysters
 While we fall like green acorns
 We'll be putting down our roots
 Right in the centre of the storm
 Oh, but they'll tell you
 Don't try this at home
 Oh yes, they'll tell you
 Don't try this at home
 The cry of gulls, the hum of streets
 The buzz of phones, the march of feet
 We'll meet tonight to draw up plans
 Exclamations, ampersands
 Somewhere across the water
 They're storming palace gates
 Scared of the moth-flame metaphor
 We fall asleep and wait
 Singing for a future
 But the chorus comes too late
 Because they'll tell you
 Don't try this at home
 Oh yes, they'll tell you
 Don't try this at home
 Don't, don't, don't, don't (repeats to end)
 Don't try this at home (repeats to end)
 Try this at home (repeats to end)
 So we're coming to the last dance
 I've got another request
 With your best foot forward
 We'll lay this ghost to rest
 So we're coming to the last dance
 I've got another request
 With your best foot forward
 We'll lay this ghost to rest
 So we're coming to the last dance
 I've got another request