Cohen Leonard

Song Of Destruction

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(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic")(Frank & Louis) Are you still here? What are you waiting for?Your lives to change? An oracle to speak?Some version of the wounded matadorWho turns toward the bull his other cheekAnd entertains you with a torn physique?Some prisoner in pyjamas dancing lewdTrablinka waltzes, while another freakHangs himself to concentrate your moodAnd sweeten up your putrid solitude?(Michael) My drummer is the only one I trustLet the drums go rolling through the nightAnd let them pulverise my deep disgustWith steady thunder, whips and dynamiteThe man of sticks and skins is always right.I found him near the cremetoriumHumiliated, begging for a fight.I wrote the name of honour on a drumO drummer tell the people why I`ve come!O listen to him and his saxophone(Frank & Louis) Our musical genital unicorn(Michael) He`s very well hung with his golden hornHe`d like to be standing out here aloneThe light on his hands, his mouth, and his bone.(Frank & Louis) So take your solo now and loose your wayIn every fingered hole and brassy groan...You`ll soon begin to choke on what you play(Michael) You`re choking now exactly as I say!(Michael, Frank As for the deeper spirits in the hall& Louis) Annointed ones and truely differentWhom orgy doesn`t satisfy at allWho loathe the horizontal argument(Frank & Louis) It is to such as you that he was sent.(Michael) I understand the loyalties that insistYou burn a child or shoot a presidentOr tattoo numbers on a woman`s wristI know the sorrow of the good idealist.It is to such as you that I was sentTo speak directly to your deepest shameAnd light the fires of experimentAnd burn all hesitation in the flame --I claim you now, I claim you in the nameOf that which you have never done beforeAnd having done it never be the same.The victim shall be smitten on his sore.The haughty one shall have a visitor.(Michael, Frank We heard that drummer, do not think we missed& Louis) Your subtle derivation from the beat(Michael) Which I established with an iron fistA thousand years ago, a small deceitTo be enlarged until you have completeControl of the mood and the atmosphere --Your crooked time endangering my defeat --Now all your instruments must disappearAnd on your traitor`s face pursue yourdark career!

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