Twilight of a Champion
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โฑ๏ธ 4:23 duration
๐ ID: 2918506
๐ Lyrics
The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
As the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
Sits back in his new leather chair
Ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
I'm smiling through my teeth.
Anybody can be a millionaire,
So everybody's gotta try
But by the laws of this human jungle
Only the heartless will survive.
& Down there--but for the grace of god
--go I.
The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
The hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
The little drunken lives,--
Driven' through the traffic lights
& Away from who they are!
But I've been thinking of you--
In this great city of great solitude.
Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
Searchin' for the world I... left behind.
A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
It's all I want--& all I miss--
But how can I return, to a place that don't exist!
From Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
I've flown around the world standing
On the wing of a jet.
Tryin' to salvage my emotions
From the bottom of the oceans--
Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit--
Oh the hand that wrote the agony
Has just begun--
Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
--of this gun!
As the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
Sits back in his new leather chair
Ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
I'm smiling through my teeth.
Anybody can be a millionaire,
So everybody's gotta try
But by the laws of this human jungle
Only the heartless will survive.
& Down there--but for the grace of god
--go I.
The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
The hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
The little drunken lives,--
Driven' through the traffic lights
& Away from who they are!
But I've been thinking of you--
In this great city of great solitude.
Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
Searchin' for the world I... left behind.
A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
It's all I want--& all I miss--
But how can I return, to a place that don't exist!
From Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
I've flown around the world standing
On the wing of a jet.
Tryin' to salvage my emotions
From the bottom of the oceans--
Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit--
Oh the hand that wrote the agony
Has just begun--
Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
--of this gun!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.22] The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
[00:20.82] As the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
[00:25.42] A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
[00:29.90] Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
[00:34.59] Sits back in his new leather chair
[00:36.47] Ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
[00:40.07] I'm smiling through my teeth.
[00:43.64] Anybody can be a millionaire,
[00:45.51] So everybody's gotta try
[00:48.27] But by the laws of this human jungle
[00:50.01] Only the heartless will survive.
[00:57.32] & Down there--but for the grace of god
[01:01.84] --go I.
[01:15.54] The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
[01:19.11] The hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
[01:24.65] The little drunken lives,--
[01:26.48] Driven' through the traffic lights
[01:29.13] & Away from who they are!
[01:32.86] But I've been thinking of you--
[01:37.35] In this great city of great solitude.
[01:43.79] Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
[01:51.92] Searchin' for the world I... left behind.
[01:56.46] A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
[02:01.97] It's all I want--& all I miss--
[02:05.55] But how can I return, to a place that don't exist!
[02:28.36] From Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
[02:32.00] I've flown around the world standing
[02:36.57] On the wing of a jet.
[02:37.43] Tryin' to salvage my emotions
[02:39.30] From the bottom of the oceans--
[02:45.67] Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
[02:51.25] My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
[02:55.72] I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
[03:00.20] I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit--
[03:50.95] Oh the hand that wrote the agony
[03:52.71] Has just begun--
[03:54.57] Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
[03:58.11] --of this gun!
[04:01.86]
[00:20.82] As the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
[00:25.42] A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
[00:29.90] Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
[00:34.59] Sits back in his new leather chair
[00:36.47] Ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
[00:40.07] I'm smiling through my teeth.
[00:43.64] Anybody can be a millionaire,
[00:45.51] So everybody's gotta try
[00:48.27] But by the laws of this human jungle
[00:50.01] Only the heartless will survive.
[00:57.32] & Down there--but for the grace of god
[01:01.84] --go I.
[01:15.54] The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
[01:19.11] The hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
[01:24.65] The little drunken lives,--
[01:26.48] Driven' through the traffic lights
[01:29.13] & Away from who they are!
[01:32.86] But I've been thinking of you--
[01:37.35] In this great city of great solitude.
[01:43.79] Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
[01:51.92] Searchin' for the world I... left behind.
[01:56.46] A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
[02:01.97] It's all I want--& all I miss--
[02:05.55] But how can I return, to a place that don't exist!
[02:28.36] From Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
[02:32.00] I've flown around the world standing
[02:36.57] On the wing of a jet.
[02:37.43] Tryin' to salvage my emotions
[02:39.30] From the bottom of the oceans--
[02:45.67] Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
[02:51.25] My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
[02:55.72] I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
[03:00.20] I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit--
[03:50.95] Oh the hand that wrote the agony
[03:52.71] Has just begun--
[03:54.57] Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
[03:58.11] --of this gun!
[04:01.86]