Peddler’s Toy Fontaines D.C.

[Verse 1]
The answer lies in the nest of thorns
The Baltic breeze and the broken hearts
So says I to the Darcey Boys
Paying out their lives to the Peddler's toys
You once were a child all feather and shield
To your keen eye was the whole world new
You sit around town, you've not a smile to spare
Your melted prayer on the city hall square

[Chorus]
You mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
Look at your face
You mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
Look at your face
You mean nothing by it
You don't mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
Look at your face
You mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
You mean nothing by it
Look at your face