have turned to wax And they are melting fast, (fast) Will I stand beside my guard? Oh now I have learned To protect my dear left shoulder From beside my guard
arms have turned to wax And they are melting fast, (fast) Will I stand beside my guard? Oh now I have learned To protect my dear left shoulder From beside my guard
They've got angels sweatin' like Helots workin' their little halos to the bone combing them deserts my figure eight knotted lifeline defined traffic the way
ears This never ever should have been But that's the way it is This is the new world order This is the corporate sponsored Changing of the guard The
rights. And they put you away and you wait for the day; For mercy, grace, or luck to look your way. You sit between four prison walls And you listen to the guards
ears This never ever should have been But that's the way it is This is the new world order This is the corporate sponsored Changing of the guard
