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In the fire forests, faded and forgotten

I crawled through the fields, picking for cotton
D
The overseer sneered, his whipping was
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ecstasy.
F#m
Im child-like terror I out the tap roots
Bm
Cards of the were calling to follow suit
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I dashed for the swamps, the in hot pursuit
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Jealously.
C#7 f#m
All through the night a of fright, as I hid my head
C#7 f#m
And the buried nose 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 never their names
E a
Oh, who am I to
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I know I'd do the
B
Endlessly.
C#m
And all the high-born
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So and so true,
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Have been handed to the
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in rome do as the romans do.

Frail and in the mists of the morning
The snakes and the spiders sadly performing
The bark of the dogs kept up the
the wood.
Sweating and I crawled from the manger
The highway appeared to take me 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 drove for a while, he gave me a smile and a piece of
The hammer was hard in the chrome of the car as I cracked his
Then we off in a spin
Oh I his skull again
Oh thank you my friend,
I so good.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in rome do as the do.

in the evening I came to the city
I fell to the sidewalks sighing for
A diamond was dropped from the of the pretty
To be so kind.
Cowards and were busy competing
The rhymes of the riots were repeating
I raced to the and sped(? ) from the speeding
To my mind.
Latches and locks, companies of cops ran the rain
was silk in the stores for the whims of the whores
That shone shame.
I asked for a light from a priest in the
I fanned the flames.
And the traffic all still
To see if someone had been
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 were so dandy
A topless nun was out candy
The beautiful bishop out the brandy
The we crave.
They stuttered and stammered, I feel like staying
We to our knees, feverishly praying
The salt in the seemed to be saying
Be brave, be brave.
I reached reached for a robe, I preached and I
And I the tune.
And the greed for the gills was played to the
As I promised
I with their fears, until coins and tears filled the room
Then I off down the road
Laughing madly like a
God bless every soulless
would be saved.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

A chorus of children passing the hours
I joined in their fun and them my flowers
Covered kisses and showered with showers
they repaid.
Taken and trusting, would I be their
She looked so appealing, I to touch her
out of reach, unable to reach her
Their were raised.
Charmed by the chalk, the lessons taught, inside the class
They the rules of the samurai schools, they had to pass
The room was adjourned, the lessons learned,
I on the gas
And I watched them make their
They passed the test with
I them their degrees,
They the grade.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
been 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 your
We away.
We lowered our for the lines of a border
We danced with the mothers, played the daughters
We followed our fantasies, following
It was play.
After the war the bullets were so we capped the game
With smiles we put them on trial to place the blame
Now kind of beast would love such a feast
you no shame?
So we hung the by the
Oh, we shot 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 pageants were all
my head.
The stones on the statues staring and stalling
Caesar and cassius were and calling
The empire had risen and now it was
Or so it seemed.
The crown and the cross seemed and lost in dark despair
And luminous lies, death in were everywhere
The canvas was cold, the story was old, I said my
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,
been handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

Now nothing for building or burning
The of lovers was all I was learning
A time for escape and a for returning had come to me
Back through the ashes and through the embers
Back through the and the ruins I remembered
My hands at my side I sadly
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 the rain, exploded in pain, then I screamed for more
Oh, make me feel
Release me from my
Oh, kill me one time
And set me free.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

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