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A
In the fire blue forests, faded and

I crawled through the fields, picking for cotton
D
The sneered, his whipping was rotten
A
ecstasy.
F#m
Im child-like terror I tore out the tap
Bm
Cards of the lash were to follow suit
E7
I for the swamps, the hounds 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 buried their in a cut of my cloths, now torn in shreds
C#7 b
And they never would leave until believed that I was dead
E a
But I'd curse their names
E a
Oh, who am I to
E a
I I'd do the same
B
Endlessly.
C#m
And all the ladies
F#m
So and so true,
B
Have been handed to the
E
When in do as the romans do.

Frail and in the mists of the morning
The snakes and the spiders sadly performing
The of the dogs kept up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and swearing I crawled the manger
The highway appeared to take me danger
Is there anyone here who would up a stranger?
Oh I you could.
someone replied "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 of the car as I cracked his head
we took off in a spin
Oh I smashed his skull
Oh you my good friend,
I so good.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

Late in the evening I to the city
I to the sidewalks sighing for pity
A diamond was dropped from the hands of the
To be so kind.
Cowards and corpses were competing
The rhymes of the riots busy repeating
I raced to the and sped(? ) from the speeding
To my mind.
and locks, companies of cops ran from the rain
There was silk in the stores for the whims of the
That shone 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 leave a
So far behind.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

A monk and his mother were dancing so
A nun was handing out candy
The beautiful bishop out the brandy
The we crave.
They stuttered and stammered, would I feel staying
We to our knees, feverishly praying
The salt in the seemed to be saying
Be brave, be brave.
I reached for a robe, I preached and I probed
And I the tune.
And the greed for the was played to the hilt
As I doom
I toyed with their fears, until coins and tears filled the
Then I took off down the
madly like a toad
God bless every soulless
would be saved.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

A chorus of children passing the hours
I joined in their fun and them my flowers
with kisses and showered with showers
That repaid.
Taken and trusting, I be their teacher?
She looked so appealing, I to touch her
Just out of reach, to reach her
Their were raised.
Charmed by the chalk, the were taught, inside the class
studied the rules of the samurai schools, they had to pass
The was adjourned, the lessons were learned,
I on the gas
And I them make their pleas
They passed the test ease
I gave them degrees,
made the grade.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

Feeling my weakness, a for company
I joined the of the hot and hungry
To teach what it to have love for your 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.
the war the bullets were bored so we capped the game
With cynical smiles we put them on trial to the blame
Now what kind of beast would such a feast
you no shame?
So we hung the by the
Oh, we them in the street
Oh, the was sweet
On day.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in do as the romans do.

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

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

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