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  1. Resurrected

From the recording Resurrected

Recorded in Iceland and England the winter of 2021

Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Three, two, one is eleven
Limestone toes and my Roman nose
Behold the Devil

Way past my prime, find me a phonebooth
I´ve got, nickels and dimes, searching for my youth
Tombstones chase me ´cross the blood red sky
I´ve got my cape on, I´m ready to fly

Shut up and set your ass back down
I´ve been resurrected, the the King of this town
I can´t jump like Jack or even swing like Sue
I´m just a, caped crusader wearing high heel shoes

I´m resurrected
I´m resurrected
We´ll be infected soon

Six, six, six just to suit my fix
I´m gonna, shake things up so I feel legit
All you spoon fed telephone heads, you´re walking ´round, like the living dead

Look at me baby I´m the real deal now
I´m just a fire breathing dragon
I´ll turn your oceans brown
Oh stop your laughing child
I ain´t no Hollywood clown

Shut up and sit your ass back down
I´ve been resurrected, the the King of this town
I can´t jump like Jack or even swing like Sue
I´m just a, caped crusader wearing high heel shoes

I´m resurrected
I´m resurrected
We´ll be infected soon

I´m resurrected
I´m resurrected
We´ll be infected soon