verse 1
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Greek gods are communing beneath the doric arch
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And they talk how small we humans are
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They drink to agamemnon they toast his pyhrric march
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And wait for the sacrifices
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Shepherds herd in real time sheep are barley-grazing on a field of green
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Vines ripen to find troy will prevail
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Trojan curfews prevail
verse 2
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So we got smashed on ios down around some doric arch
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And the trashed blonde scandi mistook me for a swede
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Her slurred medieval accent as like a puddle at my feet
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You could see chopped tobacco in her teeth
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Flaccid ways converging on a rock hard strip of concrete near a field of green
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we sign deutschmarks are fine aren't you too pale
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Does it hurt you? So pale
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Trojan curfews prevail