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It was a big year for fashion
A year for rock and roll
The people their blessings to crimes of passion
It was a dark, dark night of the soul
Now was out on riverside
By the El Hotel
a stranger appeared in a cloud of smoke
I thought I him all too well

He now that I have your attention
I got somethin' I to say
You may not to hear it
I'm gonna tell it to you
You know, I've liked you, boy
you were not afraid of me
But things are gonna get mighty
in Gomorrah-By-The-Sea

He said it's just like
It's so damned hot, I can't it
My seersucker suit is all soakin' wet

And the hills are
The is raging
And the strikes midnight
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)

car
I love Bavarians, so meticulous
You know, I a time when things were a lot more
Fun around
good was good, and evil was evil
Before got so, fuzzy
Yeah, I was a golden boy like you
And I was summoned to the halls of power in the heavenly
And I dined with the deities who looked me with favor
For my my creativity
And we sat beneath the palms in the afternoons
And drank the wine with and Huxley

And they pawned a biting
tongues hot with blood
And drained their pens of ink
reaching for the bottle full of empty Edens
Branded special for the
Who had come with expectations
To the perfumed halls of
For time in the sun

We were the fires
And oilin' up the
the gods found out we had ideas of our own

And the war was
The was shaking
And there was no room
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)

Today I made an downtown
I am an expert witness, I say I am
And I said, gentleman, and I use that word
I will for you
I'm a gun for hire, I'm a saint, I'm a
Because there are no facts, is no truth
Just a to be manipulated
I can get any result you
it worth to ya?
Because there is no wrong, is no right
And I sleep very at night
No shame, no
No remorse, no
Just selling T-shirts
Just to participate in the pathetic little circus
And winning, winning,

It was a big year for predators
The was on a roll
And the land of
Spawned a whole new of men without souls
This year, notoriety got all with fame
And the is downhearted, baby
'Cause nothing left for him to claim

He said it's just like
so low-down, I can't stand it
I guess my work here has all been done

And the fruit is
The serpent's eyes
As he around the vine
In the of Allah
(In the of Allah)
(In the of Allah)