If I was but a lonely folk singer

Trying my hardest


My damn outright and fastest

To rattle the rest into revolution



Raise the dead and bury them again

Clap your hands take from them what you can

Clap your hands and dance with me my friends



Raise the dead and bury them again

Clap your hands and dance with me my friends



Few men have the might of many if their will be strong

You and I were never likely, you and I will never live that long

Because we're paranoid

We look back darkly on our lives

Always playing with ourself

Always blaming someone else

For everytime the other leaves

I swear by Christ I can believe

I guess in the end some things in life aint meant to be



Raise the dead and bury them again

Clap your hands and dance with me my friends

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