Pandamonia - Rick Wakeman

I hear it down in the hole

Hear it out on the street

And if they’re found, they’ll warn us

An indestructible beat

It’s the same every day

Hardly merits a fuss

Just a pull and a tweak

And an evil in us

I hear the noise of the feet

I’m going to shove it somewhere

A lovely day for a fight

Another troll to explain

They’re screaming out, «who'll be next?»

As they get onto the bus

Next into the womb

They’re bulldog to us

I hear it out in the space

Where the fields used to be

I’ll be the hell on the earth

It’s the price that I’ll pay

An inescapable crime

And it’s so easy to suss

Tell the world, we destroy

Kill it, evil quick

Us

There isn’t much you can do

Not a lot you can say

Pandamonia reigns

And the rain may stop the lady

It’s like disease that we pay

Nothing more to discuss

Just for me coming back

We’ve been missing some

When you thought over old times

With a client or two

At peace and in pieces

We’ll tell something new

Don’t make us win

And there’ll be no major plus

Don’t move…

We’ll stick with our

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