Ladies and gents, fold your tents, 'cause we have a winner
Come see your Jane try to train every devil in her
There's not a man alive who could tame this creature
You better leave the professor behind, see what time will teach her
And when we've all collected a spectacular sum
We'll get a little glimpse of the disaster to come
You can justify what happens then
'Cause how could you have known
Leave the dust to dust and say "Amen"
Put "Sorry" on the stone
You're not not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown
Shit's just a trick and each week's full of compromises
She'll push for a fish like a seal clapping for its prizes
There's not a man alive who could wake this sleeper
Oh, tie the rope, hide the dope, sure there's hope, but denial's cheaper
And when've all collected a spectacular sum
We'll get a Holy Roller in to rattle the drum
You can justify what happens then
'Cause how could you have known
Leave the dust to dust and say "Amen"
Put "Sorry" on the stone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown
And after the fail, you can wail as they drag the river
Silence the band, wring the hand that you didn't give her
And every man alive has to sign a waiver
To put a coin in the plate, so that fate won't return the favor
You can justify, oh yes you can
You've got the microphone
Tell them dust is dust and men are men
And men all act alone
You're not your brother's keeper, now
Your brother's on his own
That's how the seeds of avarice are sown
How the seeds of avarice are sown
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