Songtwolio

Jan 16, 2007 01:39

Songtwolio

Winter's coming now
Impertinent age
With the purest of decay

I've got a trick for you babe
It's called liberty smiles
But there are no points for style

Guess again you fool
I got you settled out
You're roping in an incredble doubt

I hope you like the others round
That you sell your people to
Before we hang you

So I'll, smile at the face of adversity
Challenge me, challenge me to
Decrypt all you're encrypting

So I'll, penetrate, the bubble at the East
Through which the dieing feast

Through a wizard's spell of majesty
I know what you mean to me
A lot now as I mediate the peace

That you are making, no point debating
Hating living lovers take the chance that you are faking

Fuck it all, to hell, no need to dispel
The rumour that you propogate the needle that you sell

I'll make sure, damn sure, you aint around to see
Everybody making demands of me

Let's hustle, bust, ring one out of us
Dear Mr Complicator we are getting off the bus

You better come, or else, what will they think
They'll think little boy majesty has given to the drink

The devil knows, what you propose
In the throws, of primrose, with eloquent disaster area
It's coming up slow

It's coming up slow, you better watch now
The tail of twin castles, in which nobody knows how

But somehow you stave it off, for seven days or more
Now here comes our hero, to settle the score

He doesn't trust a word you say, doesn't care anyway
Just stab guts, retreats, says his grace, and shouts "Seize the day"

Seize the day, your only reply
Is the day is up, and it's a good day to die
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