Lion

I'm sitting on the ventriloquist lip Allowing his hand so maybe shouldn't be My disgraceful quest for immortality An adventure in the air, ship inflated by my ego Behind my bookcase I'm stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory It's up and my sex is not on fire But if beauty is truth that makes you a lion The lions are out on prowl So lions are to you for now Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah Cross just in case skeletons dancing up on xylophone Will feast upon the We writing on the walls and it says. . On this side of the mirror so go fetch me some They need a volunteer Is they and I'm so sitting on My disgraceful quest for immortality My disgraceful quest for immortality The lions are out on prowl So lions are to you for now And I was raised by wild wolves And the brutes of wilderness And I take you for a fool If you help me out of this Cross just in case skeletons dancing up on xylophone Will feast upon the Lions, lions Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah.