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He came out of nowhere a God-fearing man
who dreamed of a world he was born to command
the love of the people he was yearning to win
well he came to be known as the master of spin
He was born in a time full of darkness and fear
the thunder of cannon was distant but clear
his mother leaned down and she whispered to him
"Don't you ever say sorry, and never give in"
She teased him and pushed him and cheered from behind
so nobody noticed how quickly he climbed
every time that he took, was a means to an end
his timbre grew rigid, while others did bend
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
Well the people believed in the stories he told
of glory and conquest and hunger for gold
he built an army and vowed it would win
and they marched into history, with the master of spin
Well they struggled bravely through rivers of blood
and the corpses grew higher in the fire and the flood
oh how they suffered for following him
but they worshipped the man called the Master of Spin
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
Still is didn't take much to bring him undone
a small indiscretion, a slip of the tongue
the fool, and the mistress, and the monster within
they all blew the whistle on the Master of Spin
They say in this life there's one lesson to learn
the strong will survive and the weakest will burn
perhaps she was wrong when she whispered to him
"Don't you ever say sorry, and never give in"
El Dorado still waits to be found
and the glorious army is long in the ground
and a terrible darkness still lies deep within
of the heart of a man called the Master of Spin
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
He came out of nowhere a God-fearing man
who dreamed of a world he was born to command
the love of the people he was yearning to win
well he came to be known as the master of spin
He was born in a time full of darkness and fear
the thunder of cannon was distant but clear
his mother leaned down and she whispered to him
"Don't you ever say sorry, and never give in"
She teased him and pushed him and cheered from behind
so nobody noticed how quickly he climbed
every time that he took, was a means to an end
his timbre grew rigid, while others did bend
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
Well the people believed in the stories he told
of glory and conquest and hunger for gold
he built an army and vowed it would win
and they marched into history, with the master of spin
Well they struggled bravely through rivers of blood
and the corpses grew higher in the fire and the flood
oh how they suffered for following him
but they worshipped the man called the Master of Spin
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
Still is didn't take much to bring him undone
a small indiscretion, a slip of the tongue
the fool, and the mistress, and the monster within
they all blew the whistle on the Master of Spin
They say in this life there's one lesson to learn
the strong will survive and the weakest will burn
perhaps she was wrong when she whispered to him
"Don't you ever say sorry, and never give in"
El Dorado still waits to be found
and the glorious army is long in the ground
and a terrible darkness still lies deep within
of the heart of a man called the Master of Spin
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
O Lord, let the bells ring!
for the hard little man, who was hollow within
power without glory is a heartbreaking thing
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin
on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin