King Crimson - The Great Deceiver Lyrics
Health-food faggot with a bartered brideLikes to comb his hair with a dipper rideOnce had a friend with a cloven footOnce he called the tune in a chequered quitGreat deceiverIn the door on the floor in a paper bagTheres a shoe-shine boy with a gin-shop slagShe raised him up and she called him sonAnd she canonised the ground that he walked uponGreat deceiverCigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin maryCigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin maryCigarettes, ice cream, cadillacs blue jeansIn the night hes a star in the milky wayHes a man of the world by the light of dayA golden smile and a propositionAnd the breath of God smells of sweet seditionGreat deceiverSing hymns make love get high fall deadHell bring his perfume to your bedHell charm your life til the cold winds blowThen hell sell your dreams to a picture showCigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin maryCigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin maryCadillacs, blue jeans, dixieland playing on the ferryCadillacs, blues jeans, drop a glass full of antique sherry
