[00:12.361]The thought of one more night like this gives you chills
[00:19.886]Davids and gargoyles guard your black iron gates
[00:33.841]But panhead purrs are echoing through the hills
[00:41.545]Flying to free you from your humdrum fate
[00:55.174]Bells ring when things get out of hand
[01:00.155]And barbarian kings come crash your paradise
[01:17.751]Love beads lie buried deep in your fake fur vest
[01:25.958]White wax stalagmites stretch to reach their flames
[01:39.689]The idle heirs of oil and the golden west
[01:48.149]Feed parasitically on front page names
[02:01.915]Bells ring when things get out of hand
[02:07.638]And barbarian kings come crash your paradise
[02:23.199]A bolex whirs alive to preserve the scene
[02:29.414]Black beauties fuel the flesh machines
[02:35.121]The dreams of a thousand teenaged focus groups
[02:41.887]All tested, polled, and screened
[02:46.279]Your tumbler cracks apart on the marble floor
[02:53.558]To form an iridescent yellow lake
[03:07.771]Drown all your senses don't worry anymore
[03:16.190]Now life's the same in dreams or wide awake
[03:29.946]Bells ring when things get out of hand
[03:35.529]And barbarian kings come crash your paradise