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A
In the fire blue forests, faded and

I crawled through the 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 lash calling to follow suit
E7
I dashed for the swamps, the in hot pursuit
D a
Jealously.
C#7 f#m
All through the a figure of fright, as I hid my head
C#7 f#m
And the buried their nose in a cut of my cloths, now in shreds
C#7 b
And they never would until they believed that I was dead
E a
But I'd never curse their
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.

and afraid in the mists of the morning
The snakes and the spiders were sadly
The bark of the kept up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and swearing I crawled the manger
The highway to take me from 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 gave me a smile and a of bread
The hammer was hard in the chrome of the car as I his head
Then we took off in a
Oh I smashed his skull
Oh you my good friend,
I so good.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

Late in the evening I to the city
I fell to the sidewalks sighing for
A diamond was dropped the hands of the pretty
To be so kind.
and corpses were busy competing
The rhymes of the riots were busy
I to the corner and sped(? ) from the speeding
To my mind.
Latches and locks, companies of cops ran the rain
There was silk in the stores for the of the whores
That with shame.
I asked for a from a priest in the night
I fanned the flames.
And the all stood still
To see if someone had been
I was glad to a thrill
So far behind.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

A monk and his mother were dancing so
A nun was handing out candy
The beautiful broke out the brandy
The we crave.
They stuttered and stammered, would I feel like
We fell to our knees, feverishly
The salt in the seemed to be saying
Be brave, be brave.
I reached reached for a robe, I and I probed
And I the tune.
And the greed for the gills was played to the
As I promised
I toyed their fears, until coins and tears filled the room
Then I off down the road
Laughing madly like a
God bless every soulless
That be saved.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
in rome do as the romans do.

A of children were passing the hours
I in their fun and gave them my flowers
Covered with kisses and with showers
That repaid.
Taken and trusting, would I be teacher?
She looked so appealing, I wanted to her
Just out of reach, unable to her
Their were raised.
by the chalk, the lessons were taught, inside 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 make their
They passed the test ease
I gave them degrees,
made the grade.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

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

The bread and the came to be nearing
The saviour or somebody must be
Pagans and pageants all disappearing
my head.
The stones on the statues were staring and
Caesar and were cursing and calling
The empire had risen and now it was
Or so it seemed.
The crown and the cross seemed empty and lost in dark
And luminous lies, death in disguise everywhere
The was cold, the story was old, I said my prayers
I crowned him on the head
Oh, I blessed him as he
Oh at last, the king is
God the queen.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
in rome do as the romans do.

Now nothing remained for building or
The of lovers was all I was learning
A time for escape and a time for had come to me
Back the ashes and back through the embers
through the roads and the ruins I remembered
My hands at my side I surrendered
Do as you please.
The hero was home, and grown, I fell on the floor
Mad with romance they to dance, their star was born
I bled like the rain, in pain, then I screamed for more
Oh, make me feel
me from my mind
Oh, me one more time
And set me free.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in rome do as the do.

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