******all through the summers, into january |
ive been visiting mosques and monasteries |
looking for the necessary body parts |
limbs and livers and brains and hearts |
ill bring someone to life, is what i wanna do |
im gonna create my own version of you |
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well, it must be the winter of my discontent |
i wish youdve taken me with you wherever you went |
they talk all night and they talk all day |
but not for a minute, do i believe anything they say |
im gon bring someone to life, someone ive never seen |
you know what i mean, you know exactly what i mean |
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ill take the scar-faced pacino and the godfather vandal |
mix it up and attack, and get a robot commander |
if i do it all right and put the head on straight |
ill be saved by the creature that i create |
ill get blood from a cactus, gunpowder from ice |
i dont gamble with cards and i dont shoot no dice |
can you look in my face with your sightless eyes? |
can you cross your heart and hope to die? |
ill bring someone to life, someone for real |
someone who feels the way that i feel |
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i study sanskrit and arabic to improve my mind |
i wanna do things for the benefit of all my my kind |
i say to the willow tree, "dont wait for me" |
im saying the hell with all things that used to be |
well, im get into trouble, then i hit the wall |
no place to turn, no place at all |
ill pick a number between a-one and two |
and i ask myself, "what would julius caesar do?" |
ill bring someone to life in more ways than one |
dont matter how long it takes, itll be done when its done |
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im gon make you play the piano like leon russell |
like liberace, like st. john the apostle |
ill play every number that i can play |
ill see you maybe on judgment day |
after midnight, if you still wanna meet |
ill be in black horse tavern on armageddon street |
two doors down, not that far a walk |
ill hear your footsteps, you wont have to knock |
ill bring someone to life, balance the scales |
im not gonna get involved in any insignificant details |
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you can bring it to st. peter |
you can bring it to jerome |
you can bring it all the way over |
bring it all the way home |
bring it to the corner where the children play |
you can bring it to me on a silver tray |
ill bring someone to life, spare no expense |
do it with decency and common sense |
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can you tell me what it means, to be or not to be? |
you wont get away with fooling me |
can you help me walk that good land mile? |
can you give me the blessings of your smile? |
ill bring someone to life, use all of my powers |
do it in the dark in the wee, small hours |
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i can see the history of the whole human race |
its all right there, its carved into your face |
should i break it all down? should i fall on my knees? |
is there light at the end of the tunnel, can you tell me please? |
stand over there by the cypress tree |
where the trojan women and children were sold into slavery |
long before the first crusade |
way back before england or america were made |
step right into the burning hell |
where some of the best-known enemies of mankind dwell |
mr. freud with his dreams, mr. marx with his ax |
see the raw hide lash rip the skin from their backs |
got the right spirit, you can feel it you can hear it |
youve got what they call the immortal spirit |
you can feel it all night, you can feel it in the morn |
it creeps in your body, the day you were born |
one strike of lightning is all that i need |
and a blast of electricity that runs at top speed |
shimmy your ribs, ill stick in the knife |
gonna jump-start my creation to life |
i wanna bring someone to life, turn back the years |
do it with laughter and do it with tears |
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