Slaughterhouse. . Presents, The Way It began. "Let's see now. First thing I can remember is an evening years back. The four of us was together even then.
Your lonely cage. Is now unlocked. Once shackled ankles. Now free to walk. The chains that bind you. Are breaking off. One by one. As the floor beneath you drops.
Muffle the drums. Behold, the new century comes. Was it all the amphetamine presidents. And their busy wives?. . Or did Manhattan crumble. The day Marilyn died?.
The minstrel boy to the war has gone,. In the ranks of death you'll find him;. His father's sword he hath girded on,. And his wild harp slung behind him;.
Late news breaking this just in. Late news breaking this just in. Yeah, coolin' out. Yeah, coolin' out. Yeah, coolin' out. . God sure baked a lot of fruitcake, baby.
Two ships passing in the night. Drop an anchor for a while. We'll share some company. We're the same, you and me. It's in the air that we breathe. And there's no shame.