I could have it Without with the whores and their buggies I suppose their father knows best Where the wind goes You could always see into the dark for miles around My job was to try and make a sound Then I heard the call of I heard the call to Screaming "I don't wanna" I saw the girls The new world minstrels Whispering "I don't wanna" Tormented kings Your children of the earth sing Under an embalmed clear sky Under an embalmed clear sky
I foresee that you'll be weakened The children of your cash I can tell you can't live without it Who was I to come between a whore and her money? Yes there is a war Boys versus girls Clowns versus their curls
I invested well And heavily into your antics I requested suicide blonde Loudly Yes there is a war Its much like the one I've been waiting for Boys versus girls Clowns versus their curls I heard the call of I heard the call to Screaming "I don't wanna" I saw the pearls The new world minstrels Whispering "I don't wanna" Tormented kings Your children of the earth sing Under an embalmed clear sky Under an embalmed clear sky I heard the call of I heard the call to Screaming "I don't wanna" I saw the pearls The new world minstrels Whispering "I don't wanna" Tormented kings Your children of the earth sing
