He wasn't much for public life,
he hadn't seen the stripping years
And some forgotten slot machines,
his name and image still appears
Couldn't leave his home at night,
without the headlines chasing him
They gave him credit for the trends
He couldn't be less interesting
Imprisoned by the legacy he built
His love of life that bloomed
Venom paste spent away the race
Fresh demand for the filthy bland
And the wings with impressive span
and set the bar where it would stay
True to his word he made us older
Drunk with screams of tiger style
He to fight to free the un dead
Give it up, give it up, up,
Give it up, give it up, give
You wrote a song you might remember
but I think you're in denial
tired of rumors starting,
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying,
saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me,
why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do things my way,
take this for what it is, yeah
I'm tired of rumors starting,
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying,
saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me?
Why can't they let me live?
I'm gonna do things my way,
take this for what it is, yeah
He's found miracles in supermarkets
You might not believe me,
but I think you're in denial
Dreadful screams of tiger style
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the count
Sit, sit, sit right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the count
Sit, right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the count
Sit, right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the count
Sit, sit right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the count
Sit, sit right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the cops
Sit still, sit right back, you'll see
We're taking advice from the cops
Sit still, sit right back, you'll see
We're taking advice from the cops
You might not believe me,
but I think you're in denial
Drive those screams inside your
explain half -empty seats
Butterscotch on the sheets
to the cracks in the cleft
Till the fall's all that's left
The steepest stairs you can climb
For the love kings and the spires
Despite flames that burst
Through the bridge and the verse
We don't count ourselves cursed
The steepest stairs you can
Rock of Ages played the band,
He never turned, we understand.
A silent crowd at Randolph's gates
Mary Celeste with beechwood weights
A haunted castle's payphone rings
The distant voice of Bella sings
We always thought you'd live forever
But every scene, it needs its center
