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Showstoppers (Or a Chorus of Vultures)
Shagohod
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Stiff upper lip
Bet you can guess how it ends
When you're hands are getting slower and the sun is sinking lower and
You find yourself lacking in friends
Your ambition is a condition that will worsen your position
And will certainly end up with you dead
So if your life is unsustainable and peace seems unattainable
Why don't you just pour another drink instead? Oh no...
One for the show
Two to make it stop
You say you'd like to die quiet but you can't pick your poison
When you're drinking from the devil's cup
Judgement day is coming, but the bounty started running
Better take another swing at the top
But why stop the show when it's the only thing you know
The crowd is clamoring to see and prays you end up bathed in blood
You've tried to run away but you can't
When you fled across the pond you made waves
The man you finally managed to love
Is the man you couldn't manage to save
You think that you can change but you can't
Now that wickedness and violence chase you
The day you go to give up the gun
We'll find ya lying face down in a grave
Will you beg?
Will you cry?
Will you just lay down and die?
WIll the heavens not let you in, oh will you burn? (will you burn)
Will you scream?
Will you shout?
Will you finally figure it out?
Will the hand that turns the wheel show no concern?
When they finally snuff you out...
Jack Swift you really ought to talk about it
When your number's up you'll be the lucky one
Tell me was the West too far to run?
Jack Swift you really thought a lot about it
When the devil's due, you'll pay for all that you've done
Oh was the west too far, now?
Jack Swift you really ought to think about it
When your number is up you'll be the lucky one
Oh was the West too far to run?
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