LOADING ...

The Colonial Wing

Song info

"The Colonial Wing" (2006) on the album The Wishing Chair(1985).
It was written by Natalie Merchant;Robert Buck.
Published by CHRISTIAN BURIAL MUSIC.

"The Colonial Wing" Videos

The Colonial Wing - 10.000 Maniacs
The Colonial Wing - 10.000 Maniacs
10,000 Maniacs - The Colonial Wing (1985)
10,000 Maniacs - The Colonial Wing (1985)
10,000 Maniacs The Colonial Wing
10,000 Maniacs The Colonial Wing
10000 Maniacs - The Colonial Wing Lyrics
10000 Maniacs - The Colonial Wing Lyrics
10,000 Maniacs The Wishing Chair Albumb
10,000 Maniacs The Wishing Chair Albumb
Top Tracks - 10,000 Maniacs
Top Tracks - 10,000 Maniacs
Maddox Table
Maddox Table
10,000 Maniacs's Greatest Hits | Best Songs of 10,000 Maniacs - Full Album 10,000 Maniacs NEW Playlist 2017
10,000 Maniacs's Greatest Hits | Best Songs of 10,000 Maniacs - Full Album 10,000 Maniacs NEW Playlist 2017
10,000 Maniacs - National Education Week
10,000 Maniacs - National Education Week
10,000 Maniacs Back O' The Moon
10,000 Maniacs Back O' The Moon
10,000 Maniacs playlist
10,000 Maniacs playlist
10,000 Maniacs - Grey Victory (1985)
10,000 Maniacs - Grey Victory (1985)
10,000 Maniacs - Daktari (1985)
10,000 Maniacs - Daktari (1985)
10,000 Maniacs - Scorpio Rising The Wishing Chair
10,000 Maniacs - Scorpio Rising The Wishing Chair
10,000 Maniacs - Rainbows
10,000 Maniacs - Rainbows
Among The Americans - 10,000 Maniacs
Among The Americans - 10,000 Maniacs
10,000 Maniacs - Back O' The Moon
10,000 Maniacs - Back O' The Moon
10000 Maniacs, Groove Dub
10000 Maniacs, Groove Dub
10,000 Maniacs Among The Americans
10,000 Maniacs Among The Americans
10,000 MANIACS - Cotton Alley (The Wishing Chair 1995)
10,000 MANIACS - Cotton Alley (The Wishing Chair 1995)

Lyrics

Here is the store house of Her Majesty
Well guarded by sentry but looks are free

Call this the ray-less and benighted age
Witches by tallow candles shifted
Shifted their shapes

Here is the pestle and mortar
That ground the poison seed
A lute, a suit for jousting
And the poems of a balladeer

When all the Latin books
Were copied off in golden script
Well hoarded away in
A monastery crypt

Superstition
Superstition beyond belief

Over mountain, over dune and over sea
Crude map and compass lead the caravan
And lead the fleet

Here's the loot and plunder
They bore home
Ivory tusk inlaid with precious stone

Raw silk and spices by the barrel load
A soft skin drum with mallets
Of human bone

A world wide rampage
Rampage of greed

So here the tour concludes
The Colonial Wing
The rooms of the most refined
Museum property

An early pair of spectacles
A claw footed divan
Ornate clocks with birds that strut
On the half hours and quarter hours

Hear them chime