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A
In the fire blue forests, and forgotten

I crawled the cotton fields, picking for cotton
D
The overseer sneered, his was rotten
A
ecstasy.
F#m
Im child-like I tore out the tap roots
Bm
Cards of the were calling 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 their nose in a cut of my cloths, now torn in shreds
C#7 b
And they never leave until they believed that I was dead
E a
But I'd never curse names
E a
Oh, who am I to
E a
I know I'd do the
B
Endlessly.
C#m
And all the high-born
F#m
So and so true,
B
Have been handed to the
E
When in rome do as the do.

and afraid in the mists of the morning
The snakes and the spiders were sadly
The of the dogs kept up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and swearing I crawled from the
The highway appeared to take me danger
Is there here who would pick up a stranger?
Oh I you could.
someone replied "would you like a ride? "
"come in" he said.
We drove for a while, he me a smile and a piece of bread
The was hard in the chrome of the car as I cracked his head
we took off in a spin
Oh I his skull again
Oh you my good friend,
I so good.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been 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 was dropped from the hands of the pretty
To be so kind.
Cowards and corpses 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 in the stores for the whims of the whores
That shone shame.
I for a light from a priest in the night
Then I the flames.
And the traffic all stood
To see if had been killed
I was to leave a thrill
So far behind.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

A monk and his were dancing so dandy
A nun was handing out candy
The beautiful broke out the brandy
The we crave.
They stuttered and stammered, I feel like staying
We fell to our knees, feverishly
The salt in the salt-peter 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
I took off down the road
Laughing like a toad
God bless every soulless
That be saved.
And all the high-born
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
Covered kisses and showered with showers
That repaid.
Taken and trusting, would I be their
She so appealing, I wanted to touch her
Just out of reach, unable to her
Their were raised.
Charmed by the chalk, the lessons were taught, the class
They studied the rules of the samurai schools, they had to
The room was adjourned, the were learned,
I on the gas
And I them make their pleas
passed the test with ease
I gave them degrees,
made the grade.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in do as the romans do.

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

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

Now nothing for building or burning
The losing of lovers was all I was
A time for escape and a time for had come to me
Back through the and back through the embers
Back through the 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 romance they started to dance, their star was born
I bled the rain, exploded in pain, then I screamed for more
Oh, make me sublime
me from my mind
Oh, kill me one time
And set me free.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

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