I'm sitting on the ventriloquist's knee Allowing his hands somewhere they shouldn't be My disgraceful quest for immortality An adventure in an airship Inflated by my ego Go behind the bookcase of the study I'm stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory And the subtext is dire The sex is not on fire If beauty is truth, that makes you a liar
The lions are out on the prowl So lie and I will believe you for now
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Cross-dressing cage fighters juggle the bones Skeletons dancing upon xylophones As blossom falls from the trees We'll feast upon the plump juniper berries The writings on the wall And it says \"redrum\" On this side of the mirror So go fetch me some I need a volunteer, total submission, The Edwardian music-hall magician Is listening in, he'll cut you with his car keys And I'm sitting on the ventriloquist's knee My disgraceful quest for immortality My disgraceful quest for immortality
The lions are out on the prowl So lie and I will believe you for now
I was raised by wild wolves In the brutal wilderness And I'll take you for a fool If you help me out of this mess