SLEEPYTIME GORILLA MUSEUM


Formicary Lyrics

A man who would be king, a big thing
To move great masses with his mouth
To play fast and loose with limb

To build a castle on the sand
To lie with grace
And steal with face
A horrible cunning man
A lovable and callous sham

Condemned to flail without end
Condemned to fail in the end

To give more than he takes
With high stakes
To Save the world from itself
To put his own gain on the shelf

To set his mind on a higher peak
And always turn the other cheek
A champion of the meek
What a total f**king freak

Condemned to flail, tries to mend
Condemned to fail in the end

Insignificant/Indispensable
Dependable/Disposable
Miniscule/Indefatigable

A man who would be king

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Record Label(s): 2007 The End Records
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