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(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

(Frank & Louis) Are you still here? What are you waiting
lives to change? An oracle to speak?
Some version of the wounded
Who turns toward the his other cheek
And entertains you with a torn
Some in pyjamas dancing lewd
Trablinka waltzes, another freak
himself to concentrate your mood
And sweeten up your putrid

(Michael) My drummer is the only one I
Let the go rolling through the night
And let them my deep disgust
With thunder, whips and dynamite
The man of and skins is always right.
I him near the cremetorium
Humiliated, for a fight.
I the name of honour on a drum
O drummer tell the people why come!

O listen to him and his

(Frank & Louis) Our genital unicorn

(Michael) He's very well hung with his horn
like to be standing out here alone
The on his hands, his mouth, and his bone.

(Frank & Louis) So your solo now and loose your way
In every fingered and brassy groan...
You'll soon begin to choke on you play

(Michael) You're now exactly as I say!

(Michael, Frank As for the deeper spirits in the
& Louis) Annointed and truely different
Whom orgy satisfy at all
Who the horizontal argument

(Frank & Louis) It is to such as you he was sent.

(Michael) I understand the loyalties insist
You burn a or shoot a president
Or tattoo numbers on a woman's
I know the sorrow of the idealist.

It is to such as you that I was
To speak directly to your shame
And the fires of experiment
And all hesitation in the flame --
I claim you now, I you in the name
Of that you have never done before
And having it never be the same.
The victim shall be on his sore.
The one shall have a visitor.

(Michael, Frank We heard drummer, do not think we missed
& Louis) subtle derivation from the beat

(Michael) Which I established an iron fist
A thousand years ago, a deceit
To be enlarged until you have
Control of the and the atmosphere --
Your crooked time endangering my --
Now all your must disappear
And on your face pursue your
career!