Cat's foot iron claw. Neuro-surgeons scream for more. At paranoia's poison door.. Twenty first century schizoid man.. . Blood rack barbed wire. Polititians' funeral pyre.
The rusted chains of prison moons. Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road horizons change. The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune. The choir softly sing.
Cat's foot. Iron claw. Neuro-surgeons scream for more. At paranoia's poison door. Twenty first century schizoid man. . Blood rack barbed wire. Polititians' funeral pyre.
Cat's foot iron claw. Neuro-surgeons scream for more. At paranoia's poison door. Twenty first schisoid man. . Blood rack barbed wire. Politicians' funeral pyre.
The dance of the puppets. The rusted chains of prison moons. Are shattered by the sun.. I walk a road, horizons change. The tournaments begun.. The purple piper plays his tune,.
Why don't you just drop in. And love the life of sin. And squirm inside your cage. You are a prisoner of your rage. . Why don't you just drop in. And play the game to win.
The wall on which the prophets wrote. Is cracking at the seams.. Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams.. When every man is torn apart.
Said the straight man to the late man. "Where have you been?". I've been here and I've there and I've been in between. . I talk to the wind, my words are all carried away.
Cat's foot iron claw. Neuro surgeons scream for more. At paranoia's poison door. 21st century, schizoid man. . Blood rack barbed wire. Politicians' funeral pyre.
[chorus]:. It doesn't take your eyes to see. What the pain won't take away. When they take that fear away. We're just caught up in the mass confusion.
Cat's foot, iron claw. Neuro-surgeons scream for more. At paranoia's poison door. 21st century schizoid man. . Blood rack, barbed wire. Politician's funeral pyre.