



Life, Fashion, Writing
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, .....um yeah.....
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Threw my bad fortune off the top of a tall buildingAnd I feel like some bird of paradiseMy bad fortune slipping awayAnd I feel the innocence of a childEverybody's got something good to say