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CONTENTMENT.
I LAUGH AT LIES. COME BEHOLD THE SICKNESS IN MY COMMON HUMAN EYES.

I'M THE GREED. THE CYNIC. I'M THE INDIFFERENT GAZE.
MENDACITY, BETRAYAL;
Infatuated by contentment
I laugh at lies, come behold
The sickness in my common human eyes

I'm the greed, the cynic
I'm the indifferent gaze
Mendacity,
One day a roman soldier
In a shameful gambling game
Won the blood stained garment
That once had clothed my king
Just a cheap robe of Lenin 
No
Books by the blameless and by the dead
King in yellow, queen in red

All praise
He's found the awful truth, Balthazar
He's found the saucer news
Marlborough is my name
And I was brought up in London town, a place of noted fame
I was beloved by all my men, and kings and princes likewise
And then all
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
the rebirth the Crowning of our King

Enlightened by their Hate
Bathing in their Lust
Bleeding for the taste of revenge
Thriving in their Hate
Writhing in
This is the sound of a dropping bomb

After years of this are we still all content?
With being pawns in war game chess
Shuffled by King George
Now you and me babe we got candy by the pound
You and me babe we got candy by the pound

Well I never knew it could feel so good
Be the king
to every question
The square and cube of every prime
A name to go with every face
Like he was king upon a throne

And we had nothing in common
Nothing
Babylon
Fuck this world, that's why we carry on
By the Email Fidel, tell him meet me on the D.L.
No longer a free world, think of shank or Verra'
This
really am, just one more?

So what would you do for a king
If He saw you fishing out by the sea
And He walked up to you and said "Follow me - it's time
philosophy
I am a child terrified by the hand leading me

It's the Fountain of Youth
In a Garden of Sickness
It's a place where you lose
All your rights
What do 
Crystal Gayle 
Dorothy Hamill 
Don King
Lyle Lovett
And Gloria Steinem have in common

They are Prisoners of Their Hairdos
What do 
Crystal Gayle 
Dorothy Hamill 
Don King
Lyle Lovett
And Gloria Steinem have in common

They are Prisoners of Their Hairdos
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture 
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
[Chorus]
If Jesus walked the world today, He'd probably be a hillbilly
Common man of men and the King of many
He'd lay his hands on his brother
of Love and time
Cause the mind to trick the eye?
I wonder how you gettin' by
And all the stars still in your eyes
But you still just get the five
You
of Love and time
Cause the mind to trick the eye?
I wonder how you gettin' by
And all the stars still in your eyes
But you still just get the five
You
of motherhood, you pass on your antibodies
Defense against sickness, unwanted virus
Realize we came to this land by savage pirates
Never migrated, forced
the ones who bring desire by the greed and fears
We're a king of fallen men
We are keepers of the damned
through the hoping to obsession
We're the king
PERISHABLENESS! VANITY! PERISHABLENESS! When The Same Earth One Embraces Sees, The Bones Of Common Man And King, What Tells Less? What Tells More? A Marble Stone
Common fortune seeks us all 
And slips our binding rings 
We'll turn our heads 
And make us reel 
We'll bare our arms as wings 

Before our
sweet
Because he can't be exploited by superstition anymore
Because he can't be bribed or bought by the things that you adore.

He's the property
And every day begins the same
Get up, go out, come back again
Same old same old

A thousand faces pass you by
You never look into there eyes