Snakecharmer

Satellites and, pair of mirrors and, and a man without a homeWith a horse, and a rider, and a clever, cunning killerSilent in error and vocal in spotlightsLying always sucking on a bottle of, that sweet, indulgent fluidOh greed oh yes oh greed oh yes!Oh greed oh yesYeah!Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!Your friendship is a fogThat disappears when the wind redirectsYou!Yes you!Father's expectations, soul soaked in, spit and urineAnd you gotta make it where?To a sanctuary that's a fragile American hellAn empty dreamA selfish, horrific visionPassed on like the deadliest of virusesCrushing you and your naive professionHave no illusions boyVomit all ideals and serveSleep and wake and serveAnd don't just think just wake and serveYeah!Yeah! (Left channel - 26 years in this stageYeah! you're 26 years in this stage)Yeah!Your friendship is a fogThat disappears when the wind redirectsYou! Interested in you, interested in youInterested in you, interested in you...