Gothic Blonde - Mutiny Brews

Gothic Blonde - Original Lyrics and Compositions by Johanez Johnston Copyright 2026 Aberdare Multimedia The Gothic Blondes Lead Guitar, Piano, Cello - Johanez Synthesizers & Keyboards - Azrielle Drums & Percussion - Holly Violin, Reeds & Bagpipes - Madeline Grand Piano & additional Keyboards - HeiRan Mutiny Brews [Verse 1] He sails away to distant seas, While the House sits dark and cold. Broken promises and secret deals, Selling futures for foreign gold. A mutiny brews, as the clock ticks. [Chorus] Crashing waves across the gunnels, A mutiny brews from the galley table. Boiler fires belching smoke from funnels, A mutiny brews in a truth-filled fable. Gale force winds to drive us to madness. [Verse 2] Silent protests fill the air, His faithful staying home in rage. Low turnout hides the angry stare, No one returns to an empty stage. A mutiny brews as we turn the page. [Chorus] Crashing waves across the gunnels, A mutiny brews from the galley table. Boiler fires belching smoke from funnels, A mutiny brews in a truth-filled fable. Gale force winds to drive us to madness. [Verse 3] Old ghost walks the stage once more, Same smile, same failing hand. Fiscal fires burn the shore, Absent bridge, abandoned stand. A mutiny brews a traitor’s brand. [Chorus] Crashing waves across the gunnels, A mutiny brews from the galley table. Boiler fires belching smoke from funnels, A mutiny brews in a truth-filled fable. Gale force winds to drive us to madness. [Verse 4] His green vision whispers low, Foreign markets call his name. Our own will slowly disappear, Into the grift and hidden flame. A mutiny brews behind the fame. [Chorus] Crashing waves across the gunnels, A mutiny brews from the galley table. Boiler fires belching smoke from funnels, A mutiny brews in a truth-filled fable. Gale force winds to drive us to madness. [Verse 5] Judgment day is drawing near, Decisions made to break the chains. A rising anger makes it clear, Blank stares painting stains. A mutiny brews within this game. [Chorus] Crashing waves across the gunnels, A mutiny brews from the galley table. Boiler fires belching smoke from funnels, A mutiny brews in a truth-filled fable. Gale force winds to drive us to madness.