Ballrooms Of Mars Lyrics by Cruxshadows
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You're gonna look fine
You're primed for dancing
You're gonna trip and glide
All over the trembling planes
Your diamond hands
Will be stacked with roses
And the wind and cars
And people of the past

I'll call you thing
Just when the moon sings
And place your things you stole
Upon every star
And gripped in the arms
Of the changeless madman and
We'll dance our lives away
In the Ballrooms of Mars

You talk about day
I'm talkin 'bout night time
When monsters call out
The names of men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things at night
That are better not to behold

You dance
With your lizard leather boots on
And pull the strings
That change the faces of men
You diamond browed hag
You're a gutter- gaunt gangster
John Lennon knows your name
And I've seen him
I've seen him
You're gonna look fine    You're primed for dancing    You're gonna trip and glide    All over the trembling planes    Your diamond hands    Will be stacked with roses    And the wind and cars    And people of the past       I'll call you thing    Just when the moon sings    And place your things you stole    Upon every star   And gripped in the arms    Of the changeless madman and   We'll dance our lives away    In the Ballrooms of Mars       You talk about day    I'm talkin 'bout night time    When monsters call out    The names of men    Bob Dylan knows    And I bet Alan Freed did    There are things at night    That are better not to behold       You dance    With your lizard leather boots on    And pull the strings    That change the faces of men    You diamond browed hag    You're a gutter- gaunt gangster    John Lennon knows your name    And I've seen him   I've seen him