歌词
Humble thyself humble thyself
And ye shall be exalted
Lars porsena of crucium
By the nine
Gods he swore
Humble thyself and ye shall be exalted
You have all the members of the body
Use them wisely that the great house of
TarquinShould suffer wrong no more
By the nine
Gods he swore it
And named the trysting day
Bade his messengers ride forth
East and West and
South and
NorthTo summon his array you
Have all the members of the body
Use them wisely into the
Valley of death ode the six hundred
Wriggles from his captor's arms
Mr. Speaker gets the word
Running now from the alarms
Speak his mind free as a bird
Free now to roam around
Stand up straight when he quotes
Spread the word that he has found
Books of verse and scribbled notes
Mr. Speaker gets the word
To tell the secrets he has heard
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
Mr. Speaker gets the word
Stands up straight outside my door
I bring you now the words
I've learned
Whom it may concern senor
Tell my friends
I have returned
Mr. Speaker gets the word
To tell the secrets he has heard
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
Mr. Speaker gets the word
Excitement rages through his brain
Stirred and stirred throughout the years
Not enough time to explain
Eyes of madness eyes of fear
Making space from
Conley Hatch
LaneJust some poetry my friend
Scuttles pass my window frame
Vanishes right round the bend
Mr. Speaker gets the word
To tell the secrets he has heard
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
Mr. Speaker gets the word
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