I met an Italian Princess who
Offered men her songs
She married some American
Then slept with another one
"You're such a Rock n' Roll Prophet, you know"
That's what the Gypsies said
But I replied with smoke in my nightcap
With the words that, "Music's Dead"
And the Angels call for peace, on London's head
There was lonesome father who
Shot his only sons
I pictured them as Cain and Abel
For the father thought he was God
Well everybody's a hero, or at least
They're mounted up as brave
For following the paper's narrative
And preaching what they say
And the angels fall with each celebrity praise
And they go
"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!"
I kissed a woman in white gown
She was from LA
We spoke of stars on Trampoline Hill
And remembered none of their names
I often sang of Jesus to
Crowds of Deft Tone Eyes
They say, "Why did you break your guitar?"
I said, "I was tired and I tried"
If applause came, I was taken by surprise
And I go
"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!"
I once played with business men
They told me I was their kind
But the money never came in
So they took back all their wine
Well now they're plottin' a killin'
Another Zodiac kind
Where they send their cryptic messages
And they always seem to rhyme
And they say the answers are found between the lies
And they go
"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!"
Offered men her songs
She married some American
Then slept with another one
"You're such a Rock n' Roll Prophet, you know"
That's what the Gypsies said
But I replied with smoke in my nightcap
With the words that, "Music's Dead"
And the Angels call for peace, on London's head
There was lonesome father who
Shot his only sons
I pictured them as Cain and Abel
For the father thought he was God
Well everybody's a hero, or at least
They're mounted up as brave
For following the paper's narrative
And preaching what they say
And the angels fall with each celebrity praise
And they go
"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!"
I kissed a woman in white gown
She was from LA
We spoke of stars on Trampoline Hill
And remembered none of their names
I often sang of Jesus to
Crowds of Deft Tone Eyes
They say, "Why did you break your guitar?"
I said, "I was tired and I tried"
If applause came, I was taken by surprise
And I go
"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!"
I once played with business men
They told me I was their kind
But the money never came in
So they took back all their wine
Well now they're plottin' a killin'
Another Zodiac kind
Where they send their cryptic messages
And they always seem to rhyme
And they say the answers are found between the lies
And they go
"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!"
Other albums by the artist
On Account of Exile, Vol. 2
2021 · album
I Guess It Was a Fever Dream
2021 · single
Honest Abel, Old Red Tiger
2021 · single
Twilight of Idols / Madison Square Garden
2021 · single
Days Drag On
2021 · single
Chiron, Galactus
2021 · single
These Dark Days
2020 · single
Andy Warhol's Dream
2017 · album
Andy Warhol’s Dream
2017 · single
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