there was a time, a time for secrets
we'd walk together in the forest, hand in hand
we'd look our easy, golden palace
and we'd find some magic mushrooms and we'd skip across the clouds
we danced for the old gods, danced with the new gods,
danced for the ones we never heard about
danced for the old days, danced for the new ways,
danced for the face no-one ever talks about
tonight I feel nostalgic, feeling happy
and the powder in my pockets, crying "eat me, eat me, eat me"
be my age, I could be going crazy
cause I know you feel the same way
I can see it in your eyes
got my crown, i got my sepulter
letters on my ???? napoleon
i'll give you money, give you power
I'll give you a post in the Amazon
do you think that they'll lock us away?
padded cells, packet-suits
on a summer day
maybe we should behave in a normal way
face facts, face the real world
A shadow rests, suggests no entry
the tramp complains, collapses weeping gently
a figure smiles and shines a blade, discretely
the (drains?) trains(?) adlib the soundtrack as he picked his victim out
he sang in the rain, he danced in the thunder
bowed as he bellowed through the balcony
stepped on her hands, set fire to her hand
slipped as the sparks skipped across his knee
the song's decayed in suits of amber
popping as they burned glowing embers
the priest held up his hands, said it's over
we nodded wisely, scooped the ash, and cast it to the wind
played in the neon, bayed out the peon (bathed on the peon?)
slobbering in tongues to the subway gods
just like the old days red juice and red wine
hair all tangled and covered in blood
do you think that they'll lock us away?
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