Well just the other day While alone in my
room I said to myself I need something
new I've cut a new life slice And feed the
lions twice And they'll shake their manes in
confusion My love My love's in vain My
love
Put a bet on everything It'll come
up fine My fingers are crossed And tapping
in time You got a pretty face Such a pretty
pretty face You can brush your own mane Fame
is your pain
Maybe an older woman Will
show me a way To ease those creases And
crave no reasons 'Cause reasons are with
gods There's a heaven within me But we all
shake our manes in confusion
Should I grab
you by the collar Or just go my way With a
knife between my clean white teeth Don't want
your feather in my cap Don't care about
that You can brush your own mane Fame is
your pain
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