| Thumper man, is my old man
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| Neon lights, live in fright, stage is a show, what you say, I don’t know
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| There’s only one way to go…
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| Sunday school, teach me the golden rule
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| Friday night, dance in the moonlight
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| Pagan time and ritual’s a crime
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| And the dead will dance, we’ll necromance…
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| No clean fun, 'till the dead sun dawns
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| I am the piper and I’ll take you much higher
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| Come and follow me, through love and insanity
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| Don’t think me absurd, I’m at a lost for words
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| Excess of moonlight, insight in hindsight
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| Believe in the starbright, but everything’s alright, who am I?
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| Excess of moonshine, night time is hightime. |
| Drinking by starshine
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| Stroking the lifeline, who am I?
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| Thumper man, is my old man. |
| My old man is thumper man
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| Stage is a show. |
| What you say, I don’t know
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| There’s only one way to go… There’s only one way to go…
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| Sing for me, oh balladeer. |
| I know your sorrows, I know your fears
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| Oh, won’t you bleed the notes, won’t you scream for me?
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| Will you shine your soul for all to see?
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| Who am I?
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| I am the Riddle… |