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27 Questions
(专辑: Hellfire - 2022)
When lost in wild rain there is nothing you can do When lost in city rain there is something you can do Take refuge wherever is marked "Admission Free" As we did one night, back in late '43 I'd never seen the
man on the
poster before But my friend said he was a
big star before the
war The
boy by the
door, louder than a
bomb All the
way down the
street, you heard his song "Roll up, roll up, tonight is the
night Freddie Frost gives his last will live on stage Roll up, roll up for the
show of a
lifetime Doors open a
quarter to eight" Sat in upholstery that was once brilliant We picked its loose stuffing and looked around There were duchesses and dukes, and beggars and pimps All sat side-by-side to watch his last grasp at life The
grand centrepiece was a
gold-green sarcophagus Flanked either side by oil-painted pictures of the
man First of all, a
film to explain his life-long dream Afterwards, music started and a
young girl ran on with operatic screams Two hours went by and his sixty-five daughters Who told, through opera, of his life's importance They sang of his exploits all over the
Earth His likes and dislikes, his undoubtable worth And after a
last crescendo where they all cried as one They hurried quickly off, but the
music played on From within the
sarcophagus rose a
spot-lit weathered hand Mr. Frost emerged, and to the
racing beat he danced With the
vital energy of a
newborn chimp He spun and he spun and he spun and he spun and spun Hopelessly wrinkled and by no means thin He soon became dizzy, regained his composure And started to sing "Thank you for listening I
won't be here too long Just twenty-seven questions to finish this song Does there exist a
marriage that can survive castration? A
future where a
man can go a
year without hydration? Is grass ever greener? Is the
will really free? Is it only black you see when you join the
deceased? Will I
forever be a
mediocrity? A
hideous glut with trembling knees? In death will I
see the
girls of daydreams? Intangibly dressed, invisibly seamed? Will the
sun burn out? Will my corpse grow a
beard? Will my house be kept? And my sperm be reared? My last shot at the
big time, posthumous paste Will I
find a
home, or go to waste? In Heaven do the
morals of Earth still stand? Or can I
bridge the
gap twixt beast and man? Is there such a
thing as a
universal truth? Any lost secret to eternal youth? Do nuns fornicate? And do scientists pray? Is a
sin committed every moment of every day? That's not quite twenty-seven But my chest feels awful tight So thank you for listening Good night, good night, good night!" Freddie Frost blew up to the
size of a
hot air balloon Red as all hellfire and loud as Satan's siren And he wheezed and moaned in pain as he rose But we all just laughed at the
sad, old oaf And laughed all the
way home
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