With his voice of honey and his mind of death
Let his cancer in your heart will be your last breath
And his seed breeds, yeah, inside your mind
And you tell your children to listen to someone they'll never know
Oh, as they take the oath, they might as well take their lives
Democracy is just hypocracy on the tip of someone else's tongue, yeah
Planetary pied piper, yeah
Oh, follow him to hell
Oh, but this time there won't be a story left to tell
Oh, concern must be twohundred years old
His architectual development, solid
Like the way he thinks, like the way he smells
Well, he don't give a damn when he's down in his little hole
He's a planetary pied piper, yeah
Oh, follow him to hell
Oh, but this time there won't be a story left to tell
Yeah, he's a planetary pied piper, yeah
Oh, follow him to hell
Oh, but this time there won't be a story left to tell
They didn't love him (???)
She died for a country (???)
Did she fight with your eye (???)
Land of enchantment
Sadland of desire
You could set everybody's house
And their hearts on fire
Let me tell you, baby
Let me tell you now
Planetary pied piper, yeah
Planetary pied piper, yeah, yeah, yeah
Planetary pied piper, oh, oh, oh
Planetary pied piper, yeah, yeah, yeah
Planetary pied piper, woah, woah, woah
With this ring I thee wed
Artist: Carlene Carter
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