The leather soles go shufflin' in Stinking of smoke and ten cent gin Now who will toast our noble host Who has this mornin' given up the ghost? The wooden
Daedalus, your child is falling And the Labyrinth is calling Renegade heaps, humanity abandoned Bower of the vowels, you lit them and fanned them Mercury
Born with a mustache and a supernova Tossed off the cliffs of Dover Washed up on a far away shore in the arms Of the daughter of the Buffalo Mama said
Warmed up my motor, swindled the promoter Took the lunatic for a ride And a little voice said inside my head Said, "Rosemary baby, I got the thyme" Suffering
I see that lantern trimmed Low burning in our home And though I feel like crying I swear tonight, I'll cry no more How many times have I prayed That
When I die you can cut me up and take all that you please But pity the poor dumb fool who gets my bleeding spleen Corn pone, I born tomorrow, my bone
Back again with a quickness, pick it up, pick it up Master arithmeticness, light it up, light it up I got the heat in both feets, snake handler's hands
Please allow me to adjust my pants So that I may dance the good time dance And put the onlookers And innocent bystanders into a trance Give disease so
*Ask Oslo.*
I'll march no longer I'll fight no more You can send out all the track snivelers But I'm done with war Wind him up, bring him back Conscript, deserter
They can?t get to me I?m sitting in the backseat, turn around And grab my gun, to rise against the pigs Communista, realista But I resist the instincts
- john petrucci The God of emperor deliverer of rakis Stages his royal ascent For the time has come for the tyrant To unleash the golden path The lease
to you, look at my face and You'll stare into my mind and you'll watch The eyes of the tyrant eyes of the night The eyes of the tyrant eyes of the night
He is the wind, He is the storm. He is the woods, He is the roots. Nobody will escape the wrath of the Tyrant. Forever the Beast shall wander the Earth
! - of Tyrants Give me blood - Give me blood! - of Tyrants Give me blood - Give me blood! - of Tyrants Give me blood - Give me blood! - of Tyrants
me counterclockwise Inane reason spoils of demise Better to neglect hypocrisy than to accept catastrophe Psychoanalyze intellectual divide Cranial tyrant
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We hail downfall We hail black rain Invert what's sane We serve your faith Black rain fall down Complete [???] Invert what's sane Can't find