Church (The)
Pharaoh
Hi to all the people that are selling meHere's one straight from the factoryThey've sewn my eyes up in their socketsI dip my hand into their pocketsIs there anybody there?I could swear I'm not aloneShow your faces if you dareSlaving platinum to boneOne big man with a good connectionTakes the whole damn ship in the wrong directionI don't mind him misinterpreting meI hate it when he gets us lost out to seaIs there anybody there?I could swear I'm not aloneShow your faces if you dareSlaving platinum to boneLate at night when I'm lying in bedI've got to say a prayer for my daily breadAnd early in the morning when I'm still asleepYou sit upon your throne making grown men weepWith boredom
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