Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Fly it all out like an eagle in the sunbeam
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long babe, you can't go wrong
Catch a bright star and place it on your forehead
Say a few spells and baby there you go
Take a black cat, sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know, ah
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long babe, you can't go wrong
Da da di di da
Da da di di da
Da da di di di da
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Is T-Rex basicly a Pagan band?
That is exactly what I needed this morning. Thank you! And I mean it!
Is T-Rex basicly a Pagan band?
Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
Stalks a Mage, a necromancer heel,
Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill,
The condor flies scared skies in scorch of Aznageel.
Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep.
The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet.
His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride
Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies.
A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more.
He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor.
A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war
O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznagel's door.
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