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DEAD MILKMEN - Belafonte's Inferno



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He would sit in the class and dream
  While the teacher lectured
  Until the school bell would ring
  He'd be President
  Philosopher king
  
  He was a dreamer, he was a creator
  He would dream what he wished to be
  He was a God, he was a creator
  He fell in love with a mystery
  
  He made up rock bands and TV stations
  He invented the music
  He invented the shows
  He would lie on his bed at night
  Spinning records on his chest while he sang
  
  I am your God, I am your creator
  But you can do what you want to do
  I am your God, I am your creator
  You can love me or hate me
  It's up to you
  
  Then one night
  Some people landed a spaceship
  In his bedroom and he got in
  They took him to the land that he created
  And tied him to a tree and killed him
  
  He was their God, He was their creator
  To others that created them(?)
  I am your God, I am your creator
  Even loved the ones who hated him




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