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A
In the fire blue forests, faded and

I through the cotton fields, picking for cotton
D
The overseer sneered, his was rotten
A
ecstasy.
F#m
Im child-like terror I tore out the tap
Bm
Cards of the were calling to follow suit
E7
I dashed for the swamps, the 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 their nose in a cut of my cloths, now torn in shreds
C#7 b
And they never would leave they believed that I was dead
E a
But I'd never their names
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.

Frail and in the mists of the morning
The snakes and the spiders were performing
The bark of the dogs up the warning
the wood.
Sweating and swearing I crawled the manger
The highway appeared to me from danger
Is there anyone here who would pick up a
Oh I you could.
Then someone "would you like a ride? "
"come in" he said.
We drove for a while, he me a smile and a piece of bread
The hammer was in the chrome of the car as I cracked his head
Then we 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,
been handed to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

Late in the evening I came to the
I fell to the sidewalks sighing for
A diamond was dropped from the hands of the
To be so kind.
Cowards and were busy competing
The rhymes of the riots busy repeating
I raced to the corner and sped(? ) the speeding
To my mind.
Latches and locks, companies of ran from the rain
was silk in the stores 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 all stood still
To see if someone had been
I was to leave a thrill
So far behind.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
When in do as the romans do.

A and his mother were dancing so dandy
A topless nun was handing out
The beautiful bishop out the brandy
The we crave.
They stuttered and stammered, would I like staying
We fell to our knees, 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 gills was played to the
As I promised
I toyed with their fears, until coins and tears filled the
Then I took off the road
Laughing madly a toad
God bless soulless soul
That be saved.
And all the high-born
So and so true,
Have been to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

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

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

The bread and the came to be nearing
The saviour or must be appearing
Pagans and pageants all disappearing
my head.
The stones on the statues were staring and
Caesar and cassius were cursing and
The empire had and now it was falling
Or so it seemed.
The crown and the cross seemed empty and lost in despair
And luminous lies, death in were everywhere
The canvas was cold, the story was old, I my prayers
Then I him on the head
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 handed to the
in rome do as the romans do.

Now nothing remained for or burning
The of lovers was all I was learning
A time for escape and a for returning had come to me
Back the ashes 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 they started to dance, their star was born
I bled like the rain, exploded in pain, I screamed for more
Oh, make me sublime
Release me from my
Oh, kill me one more
And set me free.
And all the ladies
So and so true,
been handed to the soldiers
When in rome do as the do.

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