Good evening, London (hi, hi) How are you doing? (Good and you?) ♪ ♪ Oh yeah We are Biffy Clyro And this is MTV unplugged Angels fall to the floor Like they would if I was captain Silver children, she roared I'm not the son of God Somebody help me sing Can anybody hear me? Liars and lovers combine tonight We're gonna make a scene Somebody help me sing Whoa-oh-oh-oh Somebody help me sing Whoa-oh-oh-oh Help me be captain of our crippled disguises I won't show what's underneath It's time for surprises I can't climb up your ladder I can't ride your horse I've swallowed half an hourglass So now the landscape has swollen up ♪ I gave birth to a fire It's like his features were burning I'm in control I am the son of God Somebody help me sing Can anybody hear me? Line up your soldiers one final time We're gonna have a ball Somebody help me sing Whoa-oh-oh-oh Somebody help me sing Whoa-oh-oh-oh Help me be captain of our crippled disguises I won't show what's underneath It's time for surprises I can't climb up your ladder I can't ride your horse I've swallowed half an hourglass So now the landscape has swollen up ♪ Let's love death away Let's love death away Let's love death away Let's love death away Let's love death away Let's love death away Let's love death away Let's love death away ♪ Merci beaucoup Thank you That was good There's more where that came from