A lonely breed, these wandering men
I pushed and shoved through the steely glare
Of the a**assins who aim high
Smell the colour of your room
And you row like the Volga boatman
Do you always talk that way?
Some say he died for a Cajun queen
Some say he stood so tall and strong
With his auto-banditry
A serenade with a grenade
Does your bravado always b*** hard
Do you stamp your feet all day?
See the beauty of destruction
Feel my breath upon your neck
Why do you turn and walkaway?
A lonely breed these hungry men
I sat and stared through the looking glass
That all men call the world
I would have died, a thousand times
Just to see the faces of
The a**assins who never die
In my dream I always see
Not the face of vendetta
But the smile of ecstasy
I pushed and shoved through the steely glare
Of the a**assins who aim high
Smell the colour of your room
And you row like the Volga boatman
Do you always talk that way?
Some say he died for a Cajun queen
Some say he stood so tall and strong
With his auto-banditry
A serenade with a grenade
Does your bravado always b*** hard
Do you stamp your feet all day?
See the beauty of destruction
Feel my breath upon your neck
Why do you turn and walkaway?
A lonely breed these hungry men
I sat and stared through the looking glass
That all men call the world
I would have died, a thousand times
Just to see the faces of
The a**assins who never die
In my dream I always see
Not the face of vendetta
But the smile of ecstasy