A call out for peace to the chorus of Greeks on the bough.
From their deathbeds, citizens make amends for their sins.
Oh yeah! Number one! Number one! Number one! Number one!
Lord God knows I'm the seventh son right now.

Right now! Right now! Right now!

I bloodied my sword on the necks of the hoards from the West,
My families tattooed on my chest and his neck,
Oh yeah! Number one! Number one! Number one! Number one!
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Lord God knows I'm the seventh son right now.

Right now! Right now! Right now!

Hey! Hey!

Yeah!
Rattle me bones! Rattle me bones!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Rattle me bones! Rattle me bones!
Yeah!
Rattle me bones! Rattle me bones!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Rattle me bones! Rattle me bones!

Oh!
Rattle!
Alright!