A freight of fancy cars
fresh from a time in passing past.
What sweeps the tops of Egypt's feet?
Our feather engine's gluttony.
Spoilers slick as gasoline,
or chocolate diesel devilry.
The king of handshakes, king of kings,
he'll promise almost anything.
But I won't let him touch you, babe.
Men will dine to sip the life,
my wringing dried up rag.
With a pile of smiles, my crowded mouth,
they fly their foolish flags.
But i won't let them near you, babe
I will preserve you in glass. I will keep you.
I will keep you the light. I will name you.
I will eat you the air. I will dress you.
I will preserve you in glass.
You don't have to ask.
You don't have to ask.
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