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Dance in the velvet light
The howling trees
Controlled the diamond night
Controlled the diamond night

Singing songs of years gone by
Reminds you

the fucking crown
Everyone gather 'round
See it burn to the ground
As we dance by the flames
We'll know that our time is now
We'll know that our time is now

control
Save me from the evil clutches of free desire

Take me to your palace in Rome and we'll see
The jesters and kings and then we
Can go dancing all

And I can sing, but I can't dance
A jester made of ocean sand
A plastic ring we call the sun
Is held by birthers on the run
And every moon, and some

Ohhh
I really think that it's a shame
Every smile and dance
Every clapping of hands
Every anticipated relation that drowned in a (Anticipated

the rules
Save an era raised by tools from turning into fools
Because these crazy court jesters acts so mumbling cool
Hold it down for Founders with every

cats entirely by chance sir
You best fall back and catch a glancing blow from my blade of glass
I'ma take yo stash, laugh and smash back at snakes

So burn me down, burn me down to ashes
Swallow up the matches, engulfed by the flames
Drown me out, pour another bottle
I'm starting to feel hollow,

I wanna dance that's all
I wanna dance that's all

And all around the world are people singing, "Hallelujah"
And every man in town wants to do it

rock when I speak
In with the poetic mojo, high as shit
Just stumbled over my old flow
Dead and gone, passed out on the cold floor
Rebirth it like

I can feel your body
When I'm lying in my bed
There's too much confusion
Running round through my head

It's making me angry
To know that the flame

That New age - When I flow on this type of instrumental
Like i'm fighting with a pencil for this huge bass
That i go off in flight you're going

dead
Ain't no Saviour you can pray to when I come for your head
So Shall we dance the devil's tango towards Lucifer's estate
Dancing Mad with you jesters

grab you by the…hook of his stories 
And reel in the minds of easy turns 
Wouldn’t be seen as a gardener 
But wanted to fertilize beneath his ferns 

All

dance to this,
then you drink to me and my sexuality.
With your hands down my pants by transitive property.

play and you finished
Get swept by a broom like we running in Quidditch
You niggas my children slap heads and dismiss them
Then treat them like children

Get it in gots to get it in
I got to get it in gots to get in
Got to get it in

Heavy mental, artist instrumental
Ghetto metal, I said it 'cause I

Me and my pen
Will always rock together
Digging up bones
Sober or stone
Taking the words by storm
Me and my pen
Making marks that live forever
No

crying out consumed by fire
But I ain't' bout to let the world just die
Gotta rise from ashes, gotta touch the sky

In the land where large flames dance

Webster
Really bout my cheese like the cheetah named Chester
Ima fool with it tho dont think ima jester
Acting like you me? like you is? bitch please
You

alone
Just carry on
You know, I´m not a black swan
Don´t turn around, you're chasing ghosts

Don't be fooled again, by a wonder in a jester hat

alone
Just carry on
You know, I´m not a black swan
Don´t turn around, you're chasing ghosts

Don't be fooled again, by a wonder in a jester hat

alone
Just carry on
You know, I´m not a black swan
Don´t turn around, you're chasing ghosts

Don't be fooled again, by a wonder in a jester hat

You're the One

The Marvelettes

Sophisticated Soul

1968

give me just your romance 
You don't even have to know how to dance 
I don't need those other guys 
You can tell by the look in my eyes that...