:: lyrics. the mayor: Two years ago, I was minding my business Tending my duties at sunrise I heard a voice in my head that intrigued me I answered yes; was I unwise? Thus it began, all the long preparation she needed for her plan She cannot enter without invitation and I was her man! That's why I always know what she's thinking I always know when she's drinking and from whom When she slips in someone's room Oh, yes! I always know who she's after I hear her triumphant laughter in my head When she finds some new well-bred undead She sails across the seven seas Her ship cuts through the waves And when the ivory moon comes up She drinks the blood of slaves We have waited long for the Lady’s song And it's time to join in the chorus Sing her song, sing it loud and strong And the Lady may give you new life! sun wukong: Tell me, who is this master? Isn't ahe a figment of your wild imagination? This is what i’d like to call call a morbid aberration I've seen this before the mayor: I can't speak of the Lady You must understand that all of this is confidential Take my word for it, preparedness is quintessential I'm ready, I'm ready, and soon I'll be free I'll be free... The schooner runs before the storm The crew is all below The captain fights to steer a course The Lady strikes him so! Trust me; I always know what she's thinking I always know where she's sinking those sharp teeth I know where to send the wreath! M’lady, they think a locked door prevents you You're on your way, I can sense you! Through the window, through the grating Through the floorboards, through the fanlight Comes the mist, and your kiss! the mayor (spoken): M’lady, they think a locked door prevents you...
glad i could help with a collab like this!! >_
:: lyrics.
the mayor:
Two years ago, I was minding my business
Tending my duties at sunrise
I heard a voice in my
head that intrigued me
I answered yes; was I unwise?
Thus it began, all the long
preparation she needed for her plan
She cannot enter without
invitation and I was her man!
That's why I always
know what she's thinking
I always know when she's
drinking and from whom
When she slips in someone's room
Oh, yes! I always know who she's after
I hear her triumphant
laughter in my head
When she finds some new well-bred undead
She sails across the seven seas
Her ship cuts through the waves
And when the ivory moon comes up
She drinks the blood of slaves
We have waited long
for the Lady’s song
And it's time to join in the chorus
Sing her song, sing it loud and strong
And the Lady may give you new life!
sun wukong:
Tell me, who is this master?
Isn't ahe a figment of
your wild imagination?
This is what i’d like to call
call a morbid aberration
I've seen this before
the mayor:
I can't speak of the Lady
You must understand that
all of this is confidential
Take my word for it,
preparedness is quintessential
I'm ready, I'm ready,
and soon I'll be free
I'll be free...
The schooner runs before the storm
The crew is all below
The captain fights to steer a course
The Lady strikes him so!
Trust me; I always know
what she's thinking
I always know where she's
sinking those sharp teeth
I know where to send the wreath!
M’lady, they think a
locked door prevents you
You're on your way, I can sense you!
Through the window, through the grating
Through the floorboards,
through the fanlight
Comes the mist, and your kiss!
the mayor (spoken):
M’lady, they think a locked
door prevents you...