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Warlord

By the end of the Great War the Dandy Warhols had progressed Far beyond the traditional jug band sound, Zia had all but hung up The washtub bass in favor

I want you, I think so I wanna get round like Tokyo I won't tell, will freak you I wanna go down like this girl I want you, California I don't want to

I don't know where I said anything like that I really fucked it up So what about you Convincing me all the time All my aching life Forget all And what

Hear me out, for I was joyful once like everyone Hear me out, I must have changed Sometime and all at once 'cos it seems That nothing stays the same

di best business in di mind of business Is to mind yuh own business and mek some people business I have nuttin' to do wid yuh business, dat's business Warlord

It comes through the heavens, on a mission from hell A force of destruction, that nothing can repel A story is born that no one will live to tell The

was mine Horizon becomes vast Claim your throne The fire turns to flames I had it all Before the fall Warlords of misanthropy Powers Spiritual powers to foresee Warlords

flashin' through the town. Some call me the WARLORD 'cause I'm a god-damn bad machine, young'n'hungry, not too proud'n'mean Ride, ride, ride, I'm the WARLORD

Sick of politicians Harassment and laws All we do is get screwed up By other people's flaws World turned upside down now Nothing else to do Live in concrete