Adam WarRock - Columbia lyrics

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Adam WarRock - Columbia lyrics

[Intro] God only knows what I'd do without you... (x4) [Elizabeth] Booker... are you afraid of God? [Booker] No... I'm afraid of you [Verse 1] Woke up in a river of dreams, the men in robes said I had to be baptized and so they took my head Doused it with holy water, shuffled me out to pasture Time to find a gun, because I'm so past the rapture Addicted to salts, vigor and vim, from within My hands, they spark to metal, possessing you on a whim That's what I do to Comstock and his men Where I fly on the skyways past the zeppelins There's something more in this city that meets the eye Cuz the people they smile, but they're so empty inside And the Hall of Heroes, not how I remember it Maybe a couple of memories criss crossed, I'm hesitant To hear the stories they tell on the voxophone All I hear's a knock on the door, but I'm not home I'm somewhere far away, from the place where you sit When they took the shackles off, and my path it broke orbit [Hook] Welcome to Columbia, high in the sky Where history's kinda different here So listen here Silver Eagles in my pockets, and a gun at my side Grab your skyhooks, get ready to fly Welcome to Columbia, high in the sky Where history's kinda different here So listen here Silver Eagles in my pockets, and a gun at my side Touching the infinite, so say your goodbyes [Verse 2] Call me a false prophet, by the mark on my hand Buckin Bronco sends you down to the promised land Undertow washed away the sin, promises that I made To men who said that they could take away the debt I had Shock Jockey got the gondola coming With a kiss from the devil, I caught y'all on fire, so now you're running Send crows to pick the corpses where I dropped it No charge, let me take that silver out of your pocket Everybody want a piece of me, because I've broke through the defenses so easily And nevermind the nosebleed Nevermind my story, cuz i'm here to get you out Parlez vous francais, and yes, that's how Yo, I plan to fly away, and if we hideaway Long enough then maybe you and I can see a brighter day They say the city that never sleeps is on fire in 99 But right here in Columbia, the weather is fine [Hook] Welcome to Columbia, high in the sky Where history's kinda different here So listen here Silver Eagles in my pockets, and a gun at my side Grab your skyhooks, get ready to fly Welcome to Columbia, high in the sky Where history's kinda different here So listen here Silver Eagles in my pockets, and a gun at my side Touching the infinite, so say your goodbyes [Bridge] (x5) She's like a girl, who didn't know any better Locked up in a tower, plenty time left to tell her She talks about Paris but I talk of New York I'm gonna tell her that I'm here to take her home Maybe I won't Maybe I won't [Outro] God only knows what I'd do without you... (x6)

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