Benjamin Clementine - Then I Heard A Bachelor's Cry
Lately I've been searching, searching for answersI walk around the boulevards, looking for magiciansWith a cold feet, black coat full of armsOutstretched and a leading voiceAnd I can't help but shout at the top of my lungs, saying
Who, who is next in line to get hurt?Who, who is next in line to get speared?