| We are three fine kings of oil and glory
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| In war to fight for ladies
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| And gentleman alike
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| Mounted on a stallion playing polo
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| With clubs in hand we thrust into your life
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| Your mind
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| It’s ours you see
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| It’s the way it’s has to be
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| With our handouts to the poor
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| Around 'eight
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| Can you feel it?
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| We are here to take what we can
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| From the living, from the land
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| For our pleasures we command so much more
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| We are guardians of this wasteland we are making
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| Forsaking and raping until your very end
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| You are free men of course
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| You have power and force
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| You’ll never forget it’s me who rules your life
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| It’s me who rules your life
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| Moonlight, desert air
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| A penny for your thoughts my son
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| So easily
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| Wild nights for all to see
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| A bridge across the river bed
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| Returning from the sea
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| We are moving on a desert plane
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| The children of the wing will feast
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| On all of those who stay
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| The preacher he has his eye on you
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| His words that make the way to heaven
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| He has forced you on your knees
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| And the twilight of another world
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| A door appears before us
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| And some of you go through
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| We’re all in the river
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| To move beyond the sea
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| To drink a distant nectar
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| Of humming birds and bees
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| We’re all in the river
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| To move beyond the sea
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| To drink a distant nectar
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| Of humming birds and bees — say please
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| The movement from beneath my feet
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| This world is moving slowly
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| From the stronger to the weak
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| The silence is falling over you
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| There was nothing I could do to help you
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| And I watched you fade away
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| When all is said and done
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| There is no light to guide us
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| To shine on everyone
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| The preacher is kneeling over you
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| And he crosses you for comfort
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| With the muzzle of a gun — Bang Bang
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| I lay down for a moment
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| In this place that has no name
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| There was something high above me
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| I could not explain
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| Slowly it descended
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| In the brightness of it’s light
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| And it’s liquid soon covered my flesh
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| And no matter where I moved to
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| It hovered there instead
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| Does it see me?
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| And it’s easy to get lost
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| In a dream that has no end
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| Because you sleep through your life anyway
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| Yet something inside me was moving
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| I’m running as fast as I can
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| Trapped in some smothering film
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| Yet it’s only some strange fashion
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| Like a wheel that never turns
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| But we watch it to see if it will
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| I lay down for a moment
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| And the vision disappears
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| The liquid drips on to the floor
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| So I guess that maybe I’m sleeping
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| In an hour or two I will wake
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| Can you free me
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| Now!
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| Can you not feel the heat
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| The sun is on my back
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| And isn’t it strange it turned out wet
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| And if I could find a way to say I won’t be back
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| Do you remember how we met
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| How could I begin to tell you
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| All the faces I have seen
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| Some were good to me
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| Some were good for me
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| But I’ve a feeling I’ve been placed here before
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| Beyond the reach of men
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| Some were hurting me
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| Oh they would not let me be
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| And could you please hold the door
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| The key’s under the mat
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| Do you think you could push me through
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| And if I go safely through
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| Put the key right back
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| And lock it up tight and walk away
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| Ah but you can’t come in
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| We’re all in the river
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| To move beyond the sea
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| To drink a distant nectar
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| Of humming birds and bees
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| We’re all in the river
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| To move beyond the sea
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| To drink a distant nectar
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| Of humming birds and bees
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| Won’t you say please |