I've got this madman in my mind This prolific designer And he's working overtime And he gets all wired up Higher and higher as we fly We're Poets of the Fall
Perfect near fatal headlong dive A blueprint for live, blueprint your life Aggressively primal cultural high This mental versailles is much grander than the lies You tell yourself to get through the night Sentenced to drama for life
He tears a stampede through my head Wild and horny Just one chance to kill it dead But I will embrace it Into the darkness on we ride To gamble is all
Perfect near fatal headlong dive A blueprint for live, blueprint your life Aggressively primal cultural high This mental versailles is much grander than the lies You tell yourself to get through the night Sentenced to drama for life
If all the isms and doctrines of life were a gentle breege Instead of that usual judgmental freege, Would we all be as easily shanghaied to their cause, As now we seem to object every clause, And would we have the unerring nerve To go after our deepest desires with a similar verve, Who would it serve?
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