Savage Night at the Opera

Lyrics for Savage Night at the Opera

A savage night at the opera Another savage night at the club Let's face it, old souls like us are being born to die It's not a war till someone loses an eye Yes, I'm familiar with your scene Some would say shockingly uptight Twenty one gun salute to the fallen birds of the sky I heard their record, it's alright Hey, infinite sense of value Hey, infinite sense of value Hey, mystic prince of the purlieu at night I heard your record, it's alright You'll never guess just what I've seen A horse abandoned midstream Quatrain etched on a dirtpile Quatrain etched, hey that's your style You'll never guess just where I've been A life abandoned midstream Quatrain etched on a turnstile Just set the loop and then go wild