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[lucimay]

Pirates ( So long lonely avenue )

Come on - Joey get out of school
We got places to go
A '57 Lincoln you got a radio that hurts
And the girls like to touch it
Just to find out if it works
But don't look at me
It wasn't me

Joey live on the edge of the corner
Of living on the run
I like to ride in the middle
I'm just tryin to have some fun
Until the Pirates come
And take me

And I won't need a pilot
Got a pirate who might sail
Somewhere I heard far away
You answer me
So i'm holding on
To your rainbow sleeves

Well, goodbye boys,
Oh my buddy boys,
Oh my sad-eyed Sinatras
It'as a cold globe around the sea
You keep the shirt that I bought ya
And I know you'll get the chance to make it
And nothin's gonna stop you
You just reach right out and take it
You say - So long, lonely Avenue
So long lonely avenue

I'll see you there
Wait 'n see
Be lookin' for me
Just like you
Just like me

[sgt.null]

I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone

Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it coming back my way
I'm gonna serve it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear,
But that's what I'll do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home

I'm going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home

[The Laughing Man]

• Take that look of worry
  Im an ordinary man
  They dont tell me nothing
  So I find out what I can
  Theres a fire thats been burning
  Right outside my door
  I cant see but I feel it
  And it helps to keep me warm
  So i, I dont mind
  No i, I dont mind
  
  Seems so long Ive been waiting
  Still dont know what for
  Theres no point escaping
  I dont worry anymore
  I cant come out to find you
  I dont like to go outside
  They cant turn off my feelings
  Like theyre turning off a light
  But i, I dont mind
  No i, I dont mind
  Oh i, I dont mind
  No i, I dont mind
  
  So take, take me home
  Cos I dont remember
  Take, take me home
  Cos I dont remember
  Take, take me home
  Cos I dont remember
  Take, take me home, oh lord
  Cos Ive been a prisoner all my life
  And I can say to you
  
  Take that look of worry,
  mines an ordinary life
  Working when its daylight
  And sleeping when its night
  Ive got no far horizons
  I dont wish upon a star
  They dont think that I listen
  Oh but I know who they are
  And i, I dont mind
  No i, I dont mind
  Oh i, I dont mind
  No i, I dont mind
  
  So take, take me home
  Cos I dont remember
  Take, take me home
  Cos I dont remember
  Take, take me home
  Cos I dont remember
  Take, take me home, oh lord
  Well Ive been a prisoner all my life
  And I can say to you
  
  But I dont remember
  Take, take me home...

[dANdeLION]

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
"Son," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home."

To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home."
(Back home.)

When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,
they've come to take me home."

[The Laughing Man]

• Genesis › Squonk
  
  Like father like son
  Not flesh nor fish nor bone
  A red rag hangs from an open mouth.
  Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle,
  A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go.
  All the kings horses and all the kings men
  Could never put a smile on that face.
  
  Hes a sly one, hes a shy one
  Wouldnt you be too.
  Scared to be left all on his own.
  Hasnt a, hasnt a friend to play with, the ugly duckling
  The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes.
  All the while in perfect time
  His tears are falling on the ground
  But if you dont stand up you dont stand a chance.
  
  Go a little faster now, you might get there in time.
  
  Mirror mirror on the wall,
  His heart was broken long before he ever came to you.
  Stop your tears from falling,
  The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night
  All to see at night.
  
  In season, out of season
  Whats the difference when you dont know the reason.
  In one hand bread, the other a stone.
  The hunter enters the forest.
  All are not huntsmen who can blow the huntsmans horn
  By the look of this one youve not got much to fear.
  
  Here I am, Im very fierce and frightening
  Come to match my skill to yours.
  Now listen here, listen to me, dont you run away now
  I am a friend, Id really like to play with you.
  Making noises my little furry friend would make
  Ill trick him, then Ill kick him into my sack.
  You better watch out... you better watch out.
  
  Ive got you, Ive got you, youll never get away.
  
  Walking home that night
  The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder.
  When suddenly it stopped,
  I opened up the sack, all that I had
  A pool of bubbles and tears - just a pool of tears.
  
  All in all you are a very dying race
  Placing trust upon a cruel world.
  You never had the things you thought you should have had
  And youll not get them now,
  And all the while in perfect time
  Your tears are falling on the ground.
  
  The squonk is of a very retiring disposition and due to its ugliness, weeps constantly. it is easy prey for hunters who simply follow a tear-stained trail. when cornered it will dissolve itself into tears.
  True or false?

[Waddley]

La Vie Boheme
(From Rent- Since it's from a play, it's a little unusually formatted for lyrics... sorry. I thought about cutting out dialogue, but decided against it, cause it just wouldn't be right.)

MARK
Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes

COLLINS & ROGER
Dies irae - dies illa, Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v'yitkadash

MARK
Here she lies, no one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On these nights when we
Celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet your ass to -
La vie Boheme

ALL
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme

MARK
To days of inspiration
Playing hookey, making
Something out of nothing
The need to express-
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane, going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course,
Hatind dear old Mom and Dad
To riding your bike,
Midday past the three-piece suits
To fruits - to no absolutes-
To Absolut - to choice-
To the Village Voice-
To any passing fad
To being an us for once ... instead of a them!!

ALL
La vie Boheme, La vie Boheme

MR. GREY
Ahhemm

MAUREEN
Hey Mister - she's my sister

WAITER
So that's five miso soup, four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls

ROGER
Eww

COLLINS
It tastes the same

MIMI
If you close your eyes

WAITER
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?

ALL
Wine and beer!

MIMI & ANGEL
To hand-crafted beers
Made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildoes, to curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou

MAUREEN & COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation

MARK
Mucho masturbation

MAUREEN & COLLINS
Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new

COLLINS
To Sontag

ANGEL
To Sondheim

FOUR GIRLS
To anything taboo

COLLINS & ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan Cunnigham and Cage,

COLLINS
Lenny Bruse

ROGER
Langston Hughes

MAUREEN
To the stage

BOHEMIANS
To Uta. To Buddha. Pablo Neruda, too.

MARK & MIMI
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em

ALL
La vie Boheme

MR. GREY
Sisters?

MAUREEN & JOANNE
We're close

ANGELS & COLLINS
Brothers!

MARK, ANGEL & MIMI
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpetine, Gertrude Stein
Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana

ALL
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy
Vaclav Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame - never playing the Fame Game

COLLINS
To marijuana

ALL
To sodomy, it's between God and me
To S & M

BENNY
Waiter ... Waiter ... Waiter ....... Waiter!

ALL
La vie Boheme

COLLINS
In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon
will commence immediately following dinner ...
Maureen Johnson, just
back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot,
will perform Native American tribal chants
backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello -
which she ain't never studied.

ROGER
And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability
to hold an erection on the high holy days.

MARK
And Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap,
will perform her famous lawn chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea
being stirred.
And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song.
That doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz!"

COLLINS
Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions
from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub.

ANGEL
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist -
including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T.
virtual reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words

ALL
"Actual reality - Act Up - Fight AIDS"

MIMI
Excuse me - did I do something wrong?
I get invited - then ignored all night long

ROGER
I've been trying - I'm not lying
No one's perfect. I've got baggage

MIMI
Life's too short, babe, time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine

ROGER
I should tell you

MIMI
I got baggage too

ROGER
I should tell you

ROGER & MIMI
Baggage

ALL
Wine and beer!

MIMI
AZT break

ROGER
You?

MIMI
Me. You?

ROGER
Mimi

[The Laughing Man]

Dodo/Lurker (Banks/Collins/Rutherford) - 7:30

Too big to fly, dodo ugly so dodo must die,
Doggo with fear on its side, can't change, can't change the tide.
Dog baiter, agitator, asking questions, says he wants to know why.
Ain't no reason that money can't buy.
Mink he pretty so mink he must die, must die, must die.

Sun he giving life in his light,
Part of the system,
Friend to man, friend to the trees,
No friend to the snowman.
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he meet with the mole, the stream, the cloud
And end up at the bottom of the sea.

Fish he got a hook in his throat,
Fish he got problems
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he hope he's too small, to poor a haul,
Who'll end up being thrown back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.

Caretaker, horror movie,
Only one eye, only needs one boot,
Sweet lady, she knows she looks good
Vacuum coming for the bright and the brute.

Big noise, black smoke
So pig-headed couldn't see the joke.
But it ain't funny
Ask the fly on the wall
It's only living
It don't matter at all, at all, at all.

Pimp, he make you drool and grunt,
He got an answer.
One he got a dream of love,
Deep as the ocean.

Where does he go?
What does he do?
Will the siren team with Davy Jones,
And trap him at the bottom of the sea?

I'm back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.


Lurker
----------------------------
(Banks/Collins/Rutherford)


Meanwhile lurking by a stone in the mud
Two eyes looked to see what I was and
Then something spoke and this is what
It said to me.......

Clothes of brass and hair of brown
Seldom need to breathe
Don't need no wings to fly
Ooh and a heart of stone
And a fear of fire and water
Who am I?

Clothes of brass and hair of brown
Seldom need to breathe
Don't need no wings to fly
And a heart of stone
And a fear of fire and water
Who am I?

[sgt.null]

On nights like this
when the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
I get down
I feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
and then it's time to punch the clock

I put on some make-up
and turn up the tape deck
and pull the wig down on my head
suddenly I'm Miss Midwest
Midnight Checkout Queen
until I head home
and put myself to bed

I look back on where I'm from
look at the woman I've become
and the strangest things
seem suddenly routine
I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks
a gift-wrapped wig still in the box
of towering velveteen.

I put on some make-up
and some LaVern Baker
and pull the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963
Until I wake up
And turn back to myself

Some girls they have natural ease
they wear it any way they please
with their French flip curls
and perfumed magazines
Wear it up
Let it down
This is the best way that I've found
to be the best you've ever seen

I put on some make-up
and turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett
from TV
until I wake up
and turn back to myself

Shag, bi-level, bob
Dorothy Hammil do,
Sausage curls, chicken wings
It's all because of you
With your blow dried, feather back,
Toni home wave, too
flip, fro, frizz, flop,
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
It's all because of you

I put on some make-up
turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm this punk rock star
of stage and screen
and I ain't never
I'm never turning back

[Esmer]

Oh, make me over
Im all I wanna be
A walking study
In demonology

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, so glad you could make it now

Oh, look at my face
My name is might have been
My name is never was
My names forgotten

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, theres only us left now

When I wake up in my makeup
Its too early for that dress
Wilted and faded somewhere in
Hollywood
Im glad I came here
With your pound of flesh
No second billing cause youre a star now
Oh, cinderella
They arent sluts like you
Beautiful garbage beautiful dresses
Can you stand up or will you
Just fall down

You better watch out
What you wish for
It better be worth it
So much to die for

Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you really made it
Hey, theres only us left now

When I wake up in my makeup
Have you ever felt so used up as this?
Its all so sugarless
Hooker/waitress/model/actress
Oh, just go nameless

Honeysuckle, shes full of poison
She obliterated everything she kissed
Now shes fading
Somewhere in hollywood
Im glad I came here
With your pound of flesh

You wanta a part of me
Well, Im not selling cheap
No Im not selling cheap

[sgt.null]

Wave Of Mutilation
Pixies
(Doolittle)

cease to resist, giving my goodbye
drive my car into the ocean
you'll think i'm dead, but i sail away
on a wave of mutilation
a wave
wave

i've kissed mermaids, rode the el nino
walked the sand with the crustaceans
could find my way to mariana
on a wave of mutilation,
wave of mutilation
wave of mutilation
wave

wave of mutilation
wave

[The Laughing Man]

• • VI. Soliloquy

... "I have not left this cave for days now, it has become
my last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of
the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
under the control of the Federation, but there is no other
place to go. My last hope is that with my death I may pass
into the world of my dream, and know peace at last."

• The sleep is still in my eyes
  The dream is still in my head
  I heave a sigh and sadly smile
  And lie a while in bed
  I wish that it might come to pass
  Not fade like all my dreams
  
  Just think of what my life might be
  In a world like I have seen
  I don't think I can carry on
  Carry on this cold and empty life
  Oh...noo!
  
  My spirits are low in the depths of despair
  My lifeblood spills over...

Words by Neil Peart, Music by Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson

[dANdeLION]

She painted a bull's eye on my mind.
No matter how I moved her aim was never high.
I guess that was what I needed at the time.

A good woman is hard to find. A good woman is hard to find.
A good woman is hard to find. A good woman is hard to find.

She was heavy, on the back beat. See played me just like a tambourine.
Well, she took me to church, prayed till it hurt.

A good woman is hard to find. A good woman is hard to find.
I'll live to love another one more time. A good woman is hard to find.
She was a helluva woman, from a helluva town.
She took me all the way, it was a long way down.
She makes me wonder, wonder, all day long.
Can a good woman, ever be found? Can a good woman, never be found?

She was beauty and adventure. She seemed so glad to be alive.
I want to be happy, but not all the time.

A good woman is hard to find. A good woman is hard to find.
I'll live to love another one more time. A good woman is hard to find.

She wrapped me up. Saved me for later.
Left me no way to penetrate her. Guess that was what I needed at the time.

A good woman is hard to find. A good woman is hard to find.
I'll live to love another one more time. A good woman is hard to find.

[sgt.null]

Nimrod's Son : Pixies

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert spead
And smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead
My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
"You are the son of a mother f*cker"

One two three four

I shook all night and held her hand
Chocolate people well I'll be damned
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me

Ha-haaa
The joke has come upon me

In my motorcycle mirror I think about the life I've led
And how my soul's been aking all the holes where I have bled
My image spoke to me, yes to me and often said
"You are the son of incestuous union"

One two three

Now my head is clear
My luke hands washed
My daughter's pure
My son is tall
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me

Ha-ha Ha-ha
The joke has come upon me

[Esmer]

Mama Told Me (Not to Come)

Will you have whiskey with your water?
Sugar with your tea?
What are these crazy questions
They're asking of me?
This here's the wildest party there ever could be
Well don't turn on the lights cause I don't wanna see

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
Mama said, That ain't no way to have fun

Open up the window let some air into this room
I think I'm almost choking on the smell of stale perfume
That cigarette you're smoking about to scare me half to death
Open up the window, let me catch my breath

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
Mama said, That ain't no way to have fun

Radio is blasting, someone beating on the door
Our hostess is not lasting, she's out on the floor
Seen so many things here I ain't never seen before
Don't know why it is, but I don't wanna see no more

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
Mama said, That ain't no way to have fun

[sgt.null]

Pixies - Monkey Gone To Heaven

There was a guy
An under water guy who controlled the sea
Got killed by ten million pounds of sludge
From new york and new jersey
This monkey's gone to heaven

The creature in the sky
Got sucked in ahole
Now there's a hole in the sky
And the ground's not cold
And if the ground's not cold
Everything is gonna burn
We'll all take turns
I'll get mine, too
This monkey's gone to haven

Rock me joe!

If man is 5 [3x]
Then the devil is 6 [5x]
Then god is 7 [3x]
This monkey's gone to heaven

[Lord Mhoram]

Kate Bush - Army Dreamers

B.f.p.o
Army dreamers.
Mammys hero.
B.f.p.o.
Mammys hero.

Our little army boy
Is coming home from b.f.p.o.
Ive a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate a mammys hero.

Mourning in the aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is colder.
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier.

What could he do?
Should have been a rock star.
But he didnt have the money for a guitar.
What could he do?
Should have been a politician.
But he never had a proper education.
What could he do?
Should have been a father.
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.

Tears oer a tin box.
Oh, jesus christ, he wasnt to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He couldnt win the war with ego.

Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now hes sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.

What could he do?
Should have been a rock star.
But he didnt have the money for a guitar.
What could he do?
Should have been a politician.
But he never had a proper education.
What could he do?
Should have been a father.
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of all that
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers, oh...

(b.f.p.o.)
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
Army dreamers.
Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
(mammys hero.)
(b.f.p.o.)
Army dreamers.
(mammys hero.)
(b.f.p.o.)
No harm heroes.
(mammys hero.)
(b.f.p.o.)
Army dreamers.
(mammys hero.)
(b.f.p.o.)
No harm heroes.

[Esmer]

• Im one of many,
  I speak for the rest but I dont understand
  Tonight tonight, oh tonight, tonight
  He brings another day another night, another fight
  Well theres another day done and theres another gone by
  Hes a man of our times a man of our times
  Tonight tonight, oh hes burning bright
  
  Hes a man of our times, hes a man of our times,
  And in the beating of your heart there is another beating heart
  
  All at once I can see what we do,
  Me into me and you into you
  Me into me and you into you
  Tonight, tonight, oh hes s burning bright
  Everyone is on their feet cos he is out, out on the street
  Theres another day done and theres another gone by.
  No more me into me and you into you
  Tonight tonight, oh hes burning bright.
  
  Man of our times, hes a man of our times
  Hes a man of our times,
  And in the beating of your heart,
  There is another beating heart
  
  Hes a man of our times...

[A Gunslinger]

"Mary Jane's Last Dance"
Words And Music By Tom Petty
Copyright © 1993 Gone Gator Music ASCAP
All rights reserved.

She grew up in a Indiana town,
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.

Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen,
She blew the boys away; was more than they'd seen.
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
She said, "I dig you, baby, but I got to keep movin' - on.
Keep movin' on."

Chorus
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.

Well I don't know but I've been told, you never slow down, you never grow old.
I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down,
Tired of myself, tired of this town,
Oh my, my, oh hell yes - Honey put on that party dress.
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come . cause I can't stay long.

(Repeat Chorus)

There's pigeons down on Market Square,
She's standing in her underwear.
Lookin' down from a hotel room,
Nightfall will be coming soon.
Oh my, my, oh hell yes, you got to put on that party dress.
It was too cold to cry, when I woke up alone.
I hit my last number, I walked to the road.

[sgt.null]

Echoes (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 23:27

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can.

And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun....

Almost everyday you fall
Upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me
To rise.
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.

And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....

[Esmer]

• A Trick Of The Tail

(Banks)

Bored of the life on the city of gold
He'd left and let nobody know.
Gone were the towers he had known from a child,
Alone with the dream of a life
He travelled the wide open road,
The blinkered arcade,
In search of another to share in his life.
Nowhere.
Everyone looked so strange to him.

They've got no horns and they've got no tail
They don't even know of our existence.
Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold
That lies in the deep distance, he cried

And wept
as they led him away to a cage
Beast that can talk, read the sign.
The creatures they pushed and they prodded his frame
And questioned his story again.
But soon they grew bored of their prey
Beast that can talk?
More like a freak or publicity stunt.
Oh
No.

They've got no horns and they've got no tail
They don't even know of our existence.
Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold
That lies in the deep distance, he cried

And broke down the door of the cage and marched on out.
He grabbed a creature by the scruff of his neck, pointing
out:
There, beyond the bounds of your weak imagination
Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold.
Let me take you there, show you a living story
Let me show you others such as me
Why did I ever leave?

They've got no horns and they've got no tail
They don't even know of our existence
Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold
That lies in the deep distance, he cried
And wept.

And so we set out with the beast and his horns
And his crazy description of home.
After many days journey we came to a peak
Where the beast gazed abroad and cried out.
We followed his gaze and we thought that maybe we saw
A spire of gold - no, a trick of the eye that's all,
But the beast was gone and a voice was heard:

They've got no horns and they've got no tail
They don't even know of our existence
Am I wrong to believe in a city of gold
That lies in the deep distance

Hello friend, welcome home.