Savage Night At The Opera Songtext
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A savage night at the opera
Another savage night at the club
Let’s face it, old souls like us are being born to die
It’s not a war till someone loses an eye
Yes, I’m familiar with your scene
Some would say shockingly uptight
21-gun salute to the Fallen Birds Of The Sky
I heard their record, it’s alright…
Hey, Infinite Sense Of Value
Hey, Mystic Prince Of The Purlieu At Night
I heard your record, it’s alright…
You’ll never guess just what I’ve seen
A horse abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a dirtpile
Quatrain etched — hey, that’s your style!
You’ll never guess just where I’ve been
A life abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a turnstile
Just set the loop and then go wild
Hey, Infinite Sense Of Value
Another savage night at the club
Let’s face it, old souls like us are being born to die
It’s not a war till someone loses an eye
Yes, I’m familiar with your scene
Some would say shockingly uptight
21-gun salute to the Fallen Birds Of The Sky
I heard their record, it’s alright…
Hey, Infinite Sense Of Value
Hey, Mystic Prince Of The Purlieu At Night
I heard your record, it’s alright…
You’ll never guess just what I’ve seen
A horse abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a dirtpile
Quatrain etched — hey, that’s your style!
You’ll never guess just where I’ve been
A life abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a turnstile
Just set the loop and then go wild
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