Storyteller (Acoustic Version)
As I passed by the madam's lair
Where gents enter so debonair
Serpentine lips wine and dine
Tragedy's dressed to the nines
Top hats and gowns, bussels and crowns
Corsets and lace, a grand clock face
Masquerade, string serenade
And, steam-powered promenades
Over yonder three heirs pondered
Drink and dance?
Give thrill a chance?
Into the boat, fortunes in tote
On clouds they sailed afloat
As I passed by the madam's lair
Where gents enter so debonair
Serpentine lips wine and dine
Tragedy's dressed to the nines
Riches in bags the lads sought hags
Soothsayers to tell fortunes from hell
Tarot and seers entice naive hearers
With itchy, twitchy ears
Lies were sold, fortunes foretold
A glimpse of fate
And, gold worth their weight
Flattery's a travesty
A prelude to tragedy
As I passed by the madam's lair
Where gents enter so debonair
Serpentine lips wine and dine
Tragedy's dressed to the nines
Payment was made, farewell they bade
But, at the door some thieves took more
Rather than part, a brawl did start
Each heir shanked through the heart
Laid to rest in Sunday best
Three corpses for hell's front door
A tale told of the age-old
Serpent's tricks which were sold
As I passed by the madam's lair
A still, small voice traversed the air
"Beware the fate of evil sown
I AM the way, EL ELYON"
Where gents enter so debonair
Serpentine lips wine and dine
Tragedy's dressed to the nines
Top hats and gowns, bussels and crowns
Corsets and lace, a grand clock face
Masquerade, string serenade
And, steam-powered promenades
Over yonder three heirs pondered
Drink and dance?
Give thrill a chance?
Into the boat, fortunes in tote
On clouds they sailed afloat
As I passed by the madam's lair
Where gents enter so debonair
Serpentine lips wine and dine
Tragedy's dressed to the nines
Riches in bags the lads sought hags
Soothsayers to tell fortunes from hell
Tarot and seers entice naive hearers
With itchy, twitchy ears
Lies were sold, fortunes foretold
A glimpse of fate
And, gold worth their weight
Flattery's a travesty
A prelude to tragedy
As I passed by the madam's lair
Where gents enter so debonair
Serpentine lips wine and dine
Tragedy's dressed to the nines
Payment was made, farewell they bade
But, at the door some thieves took more
Rather than part, a brawl did start
Each heir shanked through the heart
Laid to rest in Sunday best
Three corpses for hell's front door
A tale told of the age-old
Serpent's tricks which were sold
As I passed by the madam's lair
A still, small voice traversed the air
"Beware the fate of evil sown
I AM the way, EL ELYON"
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Petty
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