Lyrics:
Dressed in Bishop's robes
Terrifies me still
In Bishop's robes
Bastard headmaster
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
Dressed in Bishop's robes
Terrifies me still
In Bishop's robes
Bastard headmaster
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
canisters
Roger Bannisters, bishops, bishops
Bishop Auckland, rabbis, Popeyes, bye-byes
Max Bygraves and everybody else
All we are saying
Is give peace
Dressed in Bishop's robes
Terrifies me still
In Bishop's robes
Bastard headmaster
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
Sunrise in the mirror
Lightens that invisible load
Riding on a nameless quest
Haunting that wilderness road
Like a ghost rider
Just an escape artist
was written in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against
a hotel room in New York city 'round about the time a friend or ours, Little Steven, was putting together a record of artists against apartheid, this is
in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against apartheid
Sunrise in the mirror
Lightens that invisible load
Riding on a nameless quest
Haunting that wilderness road
Like a ghost rider
Just an escape artist
juba Bishop
Juba Pope
Juba Imam
Then them go start to yab themselves:
Every day, for house
Every day, for road
Every day, for bus
Every day, for work
My
a hotel room in New York city
'Round about the time a friend or ours, little Steven,
Was putting together a record of artists against apartheid
This is
was written in a hotel room in New York City
Right about the time a friend of ours, Little Steven
Was putting together a record of artists against
Lightens that invisible load
Riding on a nameless quest
Haunting that wilderness road
Like a ghost rider
Just an escape artist
Racing against the night
I got the juice like I'm Tupac (like I'm Tupac)
I got the juice like I'm Bishop (like I'm Bishop)
I got the juice like I'm Tupac (like I'm Tupac)
Lords have to the mountains gone, a-huntin' of the fallow deer
They have grippit Hughie Graeme for stealing of the bishop's mare
They have bought him
Melody Road
We'll try again
Just like we tried before
Two of us out there making friends
Instead of making war
On Melody Road
Melody Road
Melody
Another battle was won and lost
Down The Bishops End last night
Spotlights pick the kids in triumph
With a thousand scarves in flight, see how they
low, But boy that wasn't all.
Eleventh Earl of Mar
Couldn't get them very far.
Daddy! Oh Daddy, You Promised.
Out on the road in the direction
low, But boy that wasn't all
Eleventh Earl of Mar
Couldn't get them very far
Daddy! Oh Daddy, You Promised
Out on the road in the direction
Take this invitation
Bishop's Queen to Pawn
All of us were taken
All that was, is gone
Of this information
Shames us, one and all
Where's my
Bishop ouu aye I'm bishop
Bishop huh got the juice like I'm bishop
Bishop huh ouu aye I'm bishop
Bishop huh flexed up like I'm bishop
Bishop huh ouu
"The best thing about being on the road is that
Now I can write my big road opus.
I can write my big song about being on the road, which I couldn't
anyway?"
But you're in self-sabotage mode
Throwing spikes down on the road
But I've seen this episode and still loved the show
Who else decodes you?
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