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A
In the blue forests, faded and forgotten

I crawled through the cotton fields, picking for
D
The overseer sneered, his was rotten
A
ecstasy.
F#m
Im child-like I tore out the tap roots
Bm
Cards of the lash calling to follow suit
E7
I for the swamps, the hounds in hot pursuit
D a
Jealously.
C#7 f#m
All the night 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 torn in
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
Have been to the soldiers
E
When in do as the romans do.

and afraid in the mists of the morning
The snakes and the were sadly performing
The bark of the kept up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and swearing I crawled from the
The highway appeared to take me danger
Is there anyone who would pick up a stranger?
Oh I you could.
Then someone replied "would you like a "
"come in" he said.
We drove for a while, he gave me a smile and a piece of
The hammer was hard in the of the car as I cracked his head
Then we took off in a
Oh I his skull again
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 came to the
I fell to the sighing for pity
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 corner and sped(? ) the speeding
To my mind.
Latches and locks, companies of cops ran from the
There was silk in the for the whims of the whores
That shone shame.
I for a light from a priest in the night
I fanned the flames.
And the traffic all still
To see if someone had killed
I was glad to leave a
So far behind.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

A monk and his mother were dancing so
A topless nun was handing out
The beautiful bishop 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 seemed to be
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 toyed with fears, until coins and tears filled the room
Then I off down the road
Laughing madly a toad
God bless soulless soul
would be saved.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in do as the romans do.

A of children were 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 teacher?
She looked so appealing, I wanted to her
Just out of reach, unable to her
Their hands raised.
by the chalk, the lessons were taught, inside the class
They studied the of the samurai schools, they had to pass
The was adjourned, the lessons were learned,
I on the gas
And I watched make their pleas
passed the test with ease
I gave them degrees,
They the grade.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in do as the romans do.

my weakness, a coward for company
I the ranks of the hot and hungry
To teach what it means to love for your country
We away.
We lowered our for the lines of a border
We danced with the mothers, played with the
We followed our fantasies, following
It was play.
After the war the bullets bored so we capped the game
With cynical smiles we put them on trial to place the
Now kind of beast would love such a feast
you no shame?
So we the by the feet
Oh, we shot them in the
Oh, the was sweet
On day.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

The bread and the circuses to be nearing
The saviour or somebody be appearing
Pagans and pageants all disappearing
my head.
The stones on the statues were staring and
and cassius 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 despair
And luminous lies, in disguise were everywhere
The canvas was cold, the story was old, I my prayers
Then I him on the head
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 or burning
The losing of was all I was learning
A time for escape and a time for had come to me
Back through the ashes and back the embers
Back through the roads and the 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 they started to dance, their star was
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,
Have handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

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