I can remember whenIn the unity of our five-day sessionsNot even once did we hearThe siren song
What kind of imaginationAsleep in some lyrical comaWho's vain futile memoryCould have been so wrong?
You can make a fortune in liesYou can keep a giant aliveYou can ride the redUntil everybody smiles
A trifling euphoriaWas such an untimely religionMaybe your life can explainThe reason for my indecision
Here is a poor manThe heart of this monster creationHe said we both will be heroesAnd I was led into temptation
You can make a fortune in liesYou can keep a giant aliveYou can ride the redUntil everybody smiles
Can you show meYour gold and your silver?A hero in frozen water
Now you've made a fortune in liesAnd you kept a giant aliveYou rode the redYou rode the red
What kind of imaginationAsleep in some lyrical comaWho's vain futile memoryCould have been so wrong?
You can make a fortune in liesYou can keep a giant aliveYou can ride the redUntil everybody smiles
A trifling euphoriaWas such an untimely religionMaybe your life can explainThe reason for my indecision
Here is a poor manThe heart of this monster creationHe said we both will be heroesAnd I was led into temptation
You can make a fortune in liesYou can keep a giant aliveYou can ride the redUntil everybody smiles
Can you show meYour gold and your silver?A hero in frozen water
Now you've made a fortune in liesAnd you kept a giant aliveYou rode the redYou rode the red
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