Trophy

The trophy that I made for us

In fur and gold

Got into the wrong pair of hands

In truth was sold

They bought it for oh so much less

Than it was worth

And every man that touched it

Found a heaven on earth

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

The queens and the court jesters

Clapped, adored

Their hearts swelled to

Overdrive and mercy soared

Mercy this and mercy that

Let justice prevail

But I just want my trophy back

It's not for sale

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Creatures of mercy

Shoot shoot

Shoot them down

And set me free

Creatures of mercy

Shoot shoot

Shoot them down

And set me free

When I got my trophy back

It took some time

To polish it, to go from black

And shoot the lion

When I put it back inside

I locked the door

A trophy of mercy

Is a trophy no more

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms

Creatures of mercy

Shoot shoot

Shoot them down

And set me free

Creatures of mercy

Shoot shoot

Shoot them down

And set me free