Rome is falling, Rome is falling
Topple off the edge and now you know
It’s quiet and cold
Magpie calling, blood is drawn
X-rays of a fledgling’s broken bones
Here come the stones
The secret is out
The cat’s in the hole
And careful now
Cause people are cruel
So blessed, the cantor
Sings songs for our whims
This one smells like original sin
You don’t want a social freeze
So dot your I’s and cross your T’s
And don’t, don’t you rock the boat, no, no, no
If you’ve got a question you can ask it,
Though you’d best not ask at all
So watch your tone
The secret is out
The cat’s in the hole
And careful now
Cause we have control
So blessed, the pastor
Says gather your kin
This one smells like original sin
The secret is out
The cat’s in the hole
And careful now
Cause people are cruel
So blessed, the cantor
Sings songs for our whims
This one smells like original sin
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