Holy Roller fasten yer seatbelt
as we soar like hawks to the peak
or swim like sharks in the waters of the tribal
until we find the school unto which we seek
As we reap and forage for supplies
as we float in the airs first snows
prophets arise once dead in the streets
as they rise in albion clothes
free bird 33 and a third
Please invite the wounded stranger
to the feast of the royal saint
between the devil and the deep blue sea
is where i blackout into hate
the old maid bubbles in the cauldron
as i feel the fortune and fame
with a magic staff we drive out the salamander
to tame the prize unto which we've claimed.
free bird 33 and a third
(breakdown)
St.Patrick burns the money on the Ides of March
as Nicholas draws up plans for Judgement Day
Gabriel blows the Almighty trump
as heathan bow to images of clay
the getaway unravels in the blanket of night
as the alarm sounds the source of the season
the next station resides in the imagination
as the tourists line up for treason
free bird 33 and a third
Word!
thx to Rico Cleffi
dedicated to Willie Blake
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