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A
In the fire forests, faded and forgotten

I through the cotton fields, picking for cotton
D
The overseer sneered, his was rotten
A
ecstasy.
F#m
Im terror I tore out the tap roots
Bm
Cards of the were calling to follow suit
E7
I dashed for the swamps, the in hot pursuit
D a
Jealously.
C#7 f#m
All through the night a figure of fright, as I hid my
C#7 f#m
And the their nose in a cut of my cloths, now torn in shreds
C#7 b
And they would leave until they believed that I was dead
E a
But I'd never their names
E a
Oh, who am I to
E a
I know I'd do the
B
Endlessly.
C#m
And all the ladies
F#m
So and so true,
B
Have handed to the soldiers
E
When in rome do as the do.

Frail and afraid in the of the morning
The snakes and the spiders were sadly
The bark of the dogs up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and I crawled from the manger
The highway appeared to take me danger
Is there anyone who would pick up a stranger?
Oh I you could.
Then someone "would you like a ride? "
"come in" he said.
We drove for a while, he me a smile and a piece of bread
The hammer was hard in the chrome of the car as I his head
Then we off in a spin
Oh I smashed his skull
Oh thank you my friend,
I so good.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

Late in the evening I to the city
I fell to the sighing for pity
A diamond was dropped the hands of the pretty
To be so kind.
Cowards and were busy competing
The rhymes of the riots busy repeating
I raced to the corner and sped(? ) from the
To my mind.
Latches and locks, companies of cops ran the rain
There was silk in the stores for the of the whores
That shone shame.
I asked for a light from a priest in the
Then I the flames.
And the traffic all stood
To see if had been killed
I was glad to leave a
So far behind.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

A and his mother were dancing so dandy
A topless nun was handing out
The beautiful bishop broke out the
The we crave.
They stuttered and stammered, would I feel like
We fell to our knees, praying
The salt in the salt-peter seemed to be
Be brave, be brave.
I reached reached for a robe, I and I probed
And I the tune.
And the greed for the was played to the hilt
As I promised
I toyed their fears, until coins and tears filled the room
I took off down the road
Laughing madly a toad
God every soulless soul
That be saved.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

A chorus of children were the hours
I in their fun and gave them my flowers
Covered with kisses and showered showers
That repaid.
Taken and trusting, I be their teacher?
She so appealing, I wanted to touch her
out of reach, unable to reach her
Their hands raised.
Charmed by the chalk, the lessons were taught, the class
They studied the rules of the samurai schools, they had to
The was adjourned, the lessons were learned,
I on the gas
And I watched them their pleas
They the test with ease
I them their degrees,
made the grade.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in do as the romans do.

my weakness, a coward for company
I the ranks of the hot and hungry
To teach what it means to have love for country
We away.
We our lives for the lines of a border
We danced with the mothers, with the daughters
We followed our fantasies, orders
It was play.
After the war the bullets were bored so we capped the
With cynical smiles we put them on trial to place the
Now what kind of beast love such a feast
Have you no
So we hung the by the
Oh, we shot in the street
Oh, the victory was
On day.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

The bread and the came to be nearing
The or somebody must be appearing
and pageants were all disappearing
my head.
The stones on the statues were staring and
Caesar and cassius cursing and calling
The empire had risen and now it was
Or so it seemed.
The crown and the cross seemed empty and in dark despair
And luminous lies, death in disguise were
The canvas was cold, the story was old, I my prayers
I crowned him on the head
Oh, I him as he bled
Oh at last, the is dead
God the queen.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

Now remained for building or burning
The losing of was all I was learning
A time for escape and a time for returning had to me
Back through the ashes and back through the
Back through the roads and the ruins I
My hands at my side I surrendered
Do as you please.
The hero was home, proven and grown, I on the floor
Mad with romance they started to dance, their star was
I bled the rain, exploded in pain, then I screamed for more
Oh, make me sublime
Release me my mind
Oh, kill me one more
And set me free.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

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