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(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

(Frank & Louis) Are you still What are you waiting for?
Your lives to An oracle to speak?
Some of the wounded matador
Who turns toward the bull his other
And entertains you with a physique?
Some prisoner in pyjamas lewd
waltzes, while another freak
Hangs himself to concentrate your
And sweeten up your putrid

(Michael) My is the only one I trust
Let the drums go rolling the night
And let them my deep disgust
steady thunder, whips and dynamite
The man of sticks and skins is right.
I found him the cremetorium
Humiliated, for a fight.
I wrote the name of on a drum
O tell the people why I've come!

O listen to him and his

(Frank & Louis) Our musical genital

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

(Frank & Louis) So take solo now and loose your way
In fingered hole and brassy groan...
soon begin to choke on what you play

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

(Michael, Frank As for the deeper in the hall
& Louis) Annointed and truely different
Whom orgy doesn't at all
Who the horizontal argument

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

(Michael) I the loyalties that insist
You burn a child or a president
Or tattoo numbers on a wrist
I know the of the good idealist.

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

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

(Michael) I established with an iron fist
A thousand ago, a small deceit
To be enlarged until you have
Control of the and the atmosphere --
Your crooked endangering my defeat --
Now all instruments must disappear
And on your traitor's face your
career!