LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeOscar Wilde Gets Out
Freedom for the scape goat, let him rot in jailGloomy eyes, just pissed his heart like crucifixion nailsShake his fists and raise his beam, he never stood a chanceWhen the angry red mob on fleet streetyou turned your eyes to friendsHumble thought from dublin chased across the wavesYour body still sharp enough to slice through every pageDestitute and beaten by the system of the crownThe bitter pill you swallowed take the sweet of going downAnd looking back with a great indifferenceLooking back at the lime stone wallsThinking how beauty deceived youKnowing how the fools are foughtA golden boy in velvet landed in new yorkThe past was so seductive when they paid to hear you talkBaccarat and champagne flutes, tobacco from virginiaLong before the lords and lord granted oscar wilde a sinnerLooking back on a cold, bleak winterLooking back on those long, dark daysSet like the head of joan the baptistIn the other sour mayDon't turn around if you watch out screamingDon't cry out loud, you never know who's listening'cause dear lord, the exiles aren't forgivenFrom? to a prisonLooking back at the hard lifeLooking back at the wretched warTaken back there for my saviorStrange to think I'll miss them allStrange to thing I'll miss them allAnd looking back with a great indifferenceLooking back at the lime stone wallsThinking how beauty deceived youKnowing how the fools are fought
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