High priest of rhytmic noise Living inside of me I been goin' round in ciricles And I've considered first degree
Just a singer in a mind choir Lives on harmony If the song don't change the choir won't sin Won't sing the same song forever
It's such a pity What's a poor boy to do It's such a pity What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like You look strange like me Fit to be tied, a little bedtime story Next position please
Just a singer in a mind choir Lives on harmony If the song don't change the choir won't sing Won't sing the same song forever
It's such a pity What's a poor boy to do It's such a pity What's a poor boy to do It's such a pity What's a poor boy to do When the high priest of rhythmic noise Is inside of you
Don't give up, get out, get down Forever is a long long time Don't stand up, shut up, sit down You're strange, that's what I like Don't make a move till you hear that sound I'm just a singer in a mind choir Don't give up, get out, get down High priest of rhytmic noise