Cardigans, The
Mr. Crowley
Mr. Crowley, what went on in your headMr. Crowley, did you talk with the deadYour life style to me seemed so tragicWith the thrill of it allYou fooled all the people with magicYou waited on Satan's callMr. Charming, did you think you were pureMr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapportUncovering things that were sacred manifest on this EarthConceived in the eye of a secretAnd they scattered the afterbirthMr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horseMr. Crowley, it's symbolic of courseApproaching a time that is classicI hear maidens callApproaching a time that is drasticStanding with their backs to the wallI wanna know what you meant
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