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A
In the fire blue forests, and forgotten

I crawled through the cotton fields, for cotton
D
The sneered, his whipping was rotten
A
ecstasy.
F#m
Im terror I tore out the tap roots
Bm
Cards of the lash were calling to suit
E7
I for the swamps, the hounds 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 in a cut of my cloths, now torn in shreds
C#7 b
And they never would leave until they believed that I was
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
been handed to the soldiers
E
When in rome do as the do.

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

Late in the evening I to the city
I fell to the sidewalks sighing for
A diamond was from 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, of cops ran from the rain
was silk in the stores for the whims of the whores
That with shame.
I asked for a light from a priest in the
I fanned the flames.
And the traffic all stood
To see if had been killed
I was glad to a thrill
So far behind.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

A monk and his mother dancing so dandy
A topless nun was handing out
The bishop broke out the brandy
The we crave.
They and stammered, would I feel like staying
We to our knees, feverishly praying
The in the salt-peter seemed to be saying
Be brave, be brave.
I reached for a robe, I preached and I probed
And I the tune.
And the for the gills was played to the hilt
As I promised
I with their fears, until coins and tears filled the room
Then I took off the road
Laughing like a toad
God every soulless soul
would 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 were passing the hours
I joined in their fun and gave them my
Covered with and showered with showers
That repaid.
Taken and trusting, would I be their
She looked so appealing, I to touch her
Just out of reach, to reach her
Their were raised.
by the chalk, the lessons were taught, inside the class
They studied the rules of the schools, they had to pass
The room was adjourned, the lessons learned,
I on the gas
And I them make their pleas
They the test with ease
I gave their 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.

my weakness, a coward for company
I joined the ranks of the hot and
To teach what it means to have love for country
We away.
We lowered our 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
cynical smiles we put them on trial to place the blame
Now what kind of beast would such a feast
you no shame?
So we the by the feet
Oh, we shot in the street
Oh, the victory was
On day.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in rome do as the do.

The bread and the circuses to be nearing
The or somebody must be appearing
Pagans and were all disappearing
my head.
The stones on the statues staring and stalling
Caesar and were cursing and calling
The empire had and now it was falling
Or so it seemed.
The crown and the cross seemed empty and in dark despair
And lies, death in disguise were everywhere
The canvas was cold, the was old, I said 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 high-born
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

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

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