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Lyrics for 'Work Not Play' by 'Jim Caroll'
The Bell Rings . . .
It's A Decade Past My Decadence
My Beast Wears Rings And He's Waiting
In The Shadows Of My Hesitations, My Silent
Hesitations . . . Each Image Is So Clear;
It Seems I Have No Hands
The Gestures Of The Air Confuse All My Demands
And The Beast Hears The Bell; He Comes
Out Of The Shadows. He Rips Apart The Shadows . . .
And He Says:
"this Is Work And Not Play"
And He Says:
"there's Always More Than One Way . . .
This Is Work Not Play"
Refrain:
I See The Ghosts Of My Childhood . . .
Dressed In Blue, They Trail Me In The Night
They Drive These Cars With Real Upholstery
They Trail Me Until . . . Here Comes The Night
She Was Standing, Standing On The Balcony
Her Black, Black Eyes Folded Over Her Eyelids
Like Sheets On Motel Beds . . .
She Must Be Eatin' Reds
This Place Is Filled With Mirrors
It Echoes What She Said
And She Said:
"i Need A Judgement Day"and She Said:
"i Know There's More Than One Way,
But I Want My Judgement Day . . ."
Repeat Refrain
To Sleep Without Dreams
So Distant From The Mirror
Imitating Clarity, Disguising
All The Terror . . . I Heard A Thousand Bells
From A Thousand Old Cathedrals
They Rang . . . I Haven't Heard Them Since
A Decade Past My Decadence
The Beast Hears The Bell
I'm Cursed To Be A Singer
A Singer Of The Flames
A Thinker Of A Fire
And A Son Without A Name
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