Let me be an orator
In your own personal
Greek chorus - where to be
What you ought to do, you!
You say that you are a shepherd
But the flock's runnin' amok
And as it stands you've played
Your hand - But can't gamble enough!
No! You're not a stranger
I've known you for so long!
And if we're both in danger
I simply need you to be strong...
Castles will corrupt
Their sands will sup
On the blood of all women and men
Who will taste their defeat
And forego their desires
Then wallow in the mire
Slanderous catastrophes
As flitter mice survey the scene
They're armed with quills and parchment
Under a Duke's endorsement!
Non-serviam, that's what I am
Halls have joined for supper
Fools, keep your tails covered
Or you surely won't find succor!
No, I'm not saying I'm right
You know I might be wrong as hell
Lords and ladies rule
But thieves and fools have tales to tell
(...and they do it oh-so-well...)
If I had a say...I'd find a way
But until that day, still have to pay
Castles will corrupt, their sands will sup
On the blood of all women and men,
Who will taste their defeat
And forego their desires
Then wallow in the...
Through the wicker so thick
And so briared and stoked for
Another new fool for the fire
Then wallow in the...
Solo: Ruiz
Solo: Preston
What's left to defend? I can't pretend
Now it's getting real, how do you feel?
Your mistreated eyes, I don't sympathize
And you still beg, call from beyond,
Levee the storm
Through the wicker so thick
And so briared and stoked for
Another new fool for the fire
Wallow in the Mire!
I'm holding the door open
And it's what you had been hoping
Can't be an arbiter of sorrow
When I know our time is borrowed
Can't be your personal Greek chorus
Not much I can do for us
Wallow in the Mire
In the mire. Yeah.
In your own personal
Greek chorus - where to be
What you ought to do, you!
You say that you are a shepherd
But the flock's runnin' amok
And as it stands you've played
Your hand - But can't gamble enough!
No! You're not a stranger
I've known you for so long!
And if we're both in danger
I simply need you to be strong...
Castles will corrupt
Their sands will sup
On the blood of all women and men
Who will taste their defeat
And forego their desires
Then wallow in the mire
Slanderous catastrophes
As flitter mice survey the scene
They're armed with quills and parchment
Under a Duke's endorsement!
Non-serviam, that's what I am
Halls have joined for supper
Fools, keep your tails covered
Or you surely won't find succor!
No, I'm not saying I'm right
You know I might be wrong as hell
Lords and ladies rule
But thieves and fools have tales to tell
(...and they do it oh-so-well...)
If I had a say...I'd find a way
But until that day, still have to pay
Castles will corrupt, their sands will sup
On the blood of all women and men,
Who will taste their defeat
And forego their desires
Then wallow in the...
Through the wicker so thick
And so briared and stoked for
Another new fool for the fire
Then wallow in the...
Solo: Ruiz
Solo: Preston
What's left to defend? I can't pretend
Now it's getting real, how do you feel?
Your mistreated eyes, I don't sympathize
And you still beg, call from beyond,
Levee the storm
Through the wicker so thick
And so briared and stoked for
Another new fool for the fire
Wallow in the Mire!
I'm holding the door open
And it's what you had been hoping
Can't be an arbiter of sorrow
When I know our time is borrowed
Can't be your personal Greek chorus
Not much I can do for us
Wallow in the Mire
In the mire. Yeah.