Submission
Two bright eyes and one red mouth
and two long legs and one icon
they can't think and they can't act
they (wear straps)...two long legs
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they work hard and they sell things
we like that... cause there's no choice
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we can't see cause it's like that
we can't hear cause it's too late
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This Time
A 100 years of toil and pain
To pull a stone upright again
Up routed from its mountain home
Taken to this sacred circle
Is there a secret in the stones?
A message in the hills
Is there a secret in the stones?
A message long ago
I know the king will come again
From the shadow to the sun
Burning hillsides with the Beltane fires
I know the king will come again
When all that glitters turns to rust
Uther Pendragon standing fast beside you
I know the king will come again
I know the king will come again
The sun, the moon, we worshipped h
To pull a stone upright again
Up routed from its mountain home
Taken to this sacred circle
Is there a secret in the stones?
A message in the hills
Is there a secret in the stones?
A message long ago
I know the king will come again
From the shadow to the sun
Burning hillsides with the Beltane fires
I know the king will come again
When all that glitters turns to rust
Uther Pendragon standing fast beside you
I know the king will come again
I know the king will come again
The sun, the moon, we worshipped h