Paroles de Last Words Are Passwords

The robots in the barn Are more than just clockwork I know because i let them in From outer space Comes a different race From where the bad parts all depend And that's okay I found another cure for an old fool It's nothing more than a second wind But in the lion's den, there is nothing better Than watching good men turn to sin and that's alright Where do you think we lay now? Who is there to blame now? And now we'll make a deal For all of those who spent their years Looking for the cracks in the stainless steel And now we'll make a deal For all of those who spent their years Looking for the cracks And much like the book contests I know nothing of the chair In which my father sits The glow on the gold Holds a certain allure Fit for a king Or his horse, i'm not sure We all have a thing for crowns Mine's in a box buried feet below town Somewhere where the road's there part Somewhere where the homes all fall apart Where do you think we lay now? Who is there to blame now? And now we'll make a deal For all of those who spent their years Looking for the cracks in the stainless steel And now we'll make a deal For all of those who spent their years Looking for the cracks Breathe, you're deprived