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A
In the fire blue forests, and forgotten

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
of the lash 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 of fright, as I hid my head
C#7 f#m
And the buried their nose in a cut of my cloths, now in shreds
C#7 b
And they never would leave until they believed I was dead
E a
But I'd never curse their
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
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 spiders were performing
The of the dogs kept up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and I crawled from the manger
The highway to take me from danger
Is anyone here who would pick up a stranger?
Oh I you could.
Then someone "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 his head
we took off in a spin
Oh I his skull again
Oh you my good friend,
I so good.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

Late in the I came to the city
I fell to the sidewalks sighing for
A diamond was dropped the hands of the pretty
To be so kind.
and corpses were busy competing
The rhymes of the were busy repeating
I raced to the corner and sped(? ) from the
To my mind.
Latches and locks, of cops ran from the rain
There was silk in the for the whims of the whores
shone with shame.
I asked for a from a priest in the night
Then I the flames.
And the all stood still
To see if someone had killed
I was glad to a thrill
So far behind.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

A monk and his mother were dancing so
A topless nun was handing out
The beautiful bishop broke out the
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 for the gills was played to the hilt
As I promised
I toyed with their fears, coins and tears filled the room
Then I took off down the
Laughing madly a toad
God bless every soul
That be saved.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in rome do as the do.

A chorus of were passing the hours
I in their fun and gave them my flowers
Covered with kisses and showered showers
That repaid.
Taken and trusting, would I be their
She looked so appealing, I wanted to her
out of reach, unable to reach her
Their were raised.
Charmed by the chalk, the lessons were taught, inside the
They studied the rules of the samurai schools, had to pass
The was adjourned, the lessons were learned,
I on the gas
And I watched them make their
They passed the with ease
I gave them degrees,
made the grade.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
Have been handed to the
When in rome do as the do.

Feeling my weakness, a for company
I the ranks of the hot and hungry
To teach what it means to have for your country
We away.
We lowered our for the lines of a border
We danced with the mothers, played the daughters
We followed our fantasies, orders
It was play.
After the war the were bored so we capped the game
With cynical smiles we put them on to place the blame
Now what kind of beast love such a feast
Have you no
So we hung the by the
Oh, we them in the street
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 came to be
The saviour or somebody must be
Pagans and pageants were all
my head.
The stones on the statues staring and stalling
and cassius were cursing and calling
The had risen and now it was falling
Or so it seemed.
The crown and the seemed empty and lost in dark despair
And luminous lies, death in 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 king is
God the queen.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have handed to the soldiers
in rome do as the romans do.

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

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