time, back beyond time Well, I lived in magic solitude Of cloudy looking mountains And a lake made out of crystal raindrops Roaming through space Two thousand years
we go at a phenomenal rate As we cruise going into magnitude As we break up into a multitude of molecules Going through a long hollow tube with a scholars
HAM A handy cam a few napkins Dont go slower than dancing to a ballad Now I wanna Lance like Alice get it dressed up by a stylist And Mr Chows giving
space, two thousand years ago I've seen the city of Atlantis Sinking into eternal darkness Somewhere in the blue distance Are those long forgotten trees of yore A broken violin
women There's a shoulder where death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece
women There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that
room! There's a fire, a fire, a fire Get going, and I'm going to be right behind you And if the love of a woman or two, dear, Couldn't move you to such
Oh, the sin, the sabotage. We had no fears, the band played for a thousand years, or was it just a mirage? or was it just a mirage? (violin solo) From
's a thousand years old He lives down by the poisoned stream Where only alligators swim Sits there drinking moonshine Playing a mean violin a mean violin A really wicked violin
There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece that
a population fleeing, I'm trying to give my best: a rest, a bless, I'm doing it with a text so you can publish it in a press, Direction to the Pres, You
women There's a shoulder where Death comes to cry There's a lobby with nine hundred windows There's a tree where the doves go to die There's a piece
