Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da
Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da

A savage night at the opera
Another savage night at the club
Let's face it, old souls like us are being born to die
It's not a war 'til someone loses an eye

Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da
Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da

Yes, I'm familiar with your scene
Some would say shockingly uptight
Twenty one gun salute to the fallen birds of the sky
I heard their record, it's alright
Hey, infinite sense of value
Hey, infinite sense of value
Hey, mystic prince of the purlieu at night
I heard your record, it's alright

Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da
Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da

You'll never guess just what I've seen
A horse abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a dirt pile
Quatrain etched hey, that's your style

You'll never guess just where I've been
A life abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a turnstile
Just set the loop and then go wild

Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da
Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da

Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da
Ba, da, dum, bum, bum, ba, da, da, da

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Daniel Bejar