From Black Sheep Boy
I'm pretty sure there's actual lines to fill in printed in the lyric book.
Lyrics:
All the latest toughs,
You've got to shrug off,
Or shut them off.
With ten-thousand-time-told truths,
Youve still got to ask for proof,
Ask for proof,
'Cause if youre dying to be led,
Theyll lead you up the hill in chains,
To their popular refrains,
And then your slaughters been arranged,
My little lamb,
And its much too late to talk the knife out of their hands.
Well, I woke up on a foggy morning.
(Hiding from the sun, he was hiding from the sun.)
But it came out and it shot its rays down.
(It was burning everyone, it was burning everyone.)
But they were dying, anyway,
To turn to ash,
To feel their feelings flash and finally fade away,
In a fabulous and fiery display.
And I don't know what notes you want to hear played,
Can't think what lines you'd like me to sing or say,
Not sure what subjects you want mentioned,
So just pause and add your own intentions,
Just pause and add your own,
Let's pause and add our own,
Let's pause and add our own intentions,
Write here.
We were hiding from the sun,
All the latest toughs,
Well, we have seen that stuff,
And we have seen enough
Blood in dying coughs,
Which means that we have lost.
We have lost,
And if youre crying to be tossed
Theyll toss you down the oubliette with all the old things that you let yourself forget,
Because youd like to love a star,
Whod throw you down below the ground he thinks you are.