Men are waiting patiently
Remove me from the scene
A sea of faceless souls in suits
A sight for eyes
Like thumbs
Sore, crooked, and bow and foul relief
You have
You have been exposed
Your eyes speak well of you
They play my requiem
To a closed-casket burial
Your conspiracy
Conspiring to deliver me
To the authorities
I've been betrayed so graciously
My bloodhounds hooked your trail of ink
Which led me to the words you scribbled down
Obituary dedicated to me
[Submit before coming]
Your eyes speak well of you
They play my requiem
To a closed casket burial
Your conspiracy
Conspiring to deliver me
To the authorities
I've been betrayed so graciously
Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine
Your fingers are star crossed lovers
That can't seem to get enough of each other
This pantomime dialect
Doesn't practice what you preach
Doesn't practice what you preach
Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine
Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine
Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine
Your eyes speak well of you
Blur your eyes and bend the lines
Do you like what you see?
Oh, Romeo
Venona, full lyrics
===== Venona
Men are waiting patiently Remove me from the scene A sea of faceless souls in suits A sight for eyes Like thumbs Sore, crooked, and bow and foul relief You have You have been exposed
Your eyes speak well of you They play my requiem To a closed-casket burial Your conspiracy Conspiring to deliver me To the authorities I've been betrayed so graciously
My bloodhounds hooked your trail of ink Which led me to the words you scribbled down Obituary dedicated to me [Submit before coming]
Your eyes speak well of you They play my requiem To a closed casket burial Your conspiracy Conspiring to deliver me To the authorities I've been betrayed so graciously
Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine
Your fingers are star crossed lovers That can't seem to get enough of each other This pantomime dialect Doesn't practice what you preach Doesn't practice what you preach
Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine Might as a well be blind with isolated eyes like mine
Your eyes speak well of you Blur your eyes and bend the lines Do you like what you see? Oh, Romeo