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Freedom for the scape goat, let him rot in jail Gloomy eyes, just pissed his heart like crucifixion nails Shake his fists and raise his beam, he never stood a chance When the angry red mob on Fleet Street you turned your eyes to friends Humble thought from Dublin chased across the waves Your body still sharp enough to slice through every page Destitute and beaten by the system of the crown The bitter pill you swallowed take the sweet of going down And looking back with a great indifference Looking back at the lime stone walls Thinking how beauty deceived you Knowing how the fools are fought A golden boy in velvet landed in New York The past was so seductive when they paid to hear you talk Baccarat and ?? tobacco from Virginia Long before the lords and Lord granted Oscar Wilde a sinner Looking back on a cold, bleak winter Looking back on those long, dark days Set like the head of Joan the Baptist In the other sour May Don't turn around if you watch out screaming SongtexteDon't cry out loud, you never know who's listening 'Cause dear Lord, the exiles aren't forgiven From ?? to a prison Looking back at the hard life Looking back at the wretched warTaken back there for my savior Strange to think I'll miss them all Strange to thing I'll miss them all And looking back with a great indifference Looking back at the lime stone walls Thinking how beauty deceived you Knowing how the fools are fought Aus Songtexte Mania