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Often I wonder what it was like Living in Paris circa 1795 Well I get the feeling I surely was there I get the feeling I surely was there I remember well the sharp of their eyes I remember well the sharp of their cries And I remember well the sharp of the blade I remember well I tell you I was played And violence begat violence begat violence begat violence Be careful when you say \"Off with their heads!\" Now this vintage an incredible bouquet Solud! To Your Health! To Your Freedom! You're well on your way I want a nice big office with pictures on the wall Pictures on the wall, Pictures on the wall Among powerful men shaking hands Three thousand years fast forward to 5007 Where will we be? I'll be singing songs for one master race Playing electrical currents from outer space If violence begat violence begat violence begat violence Letras de cancionesI'd be well out of here, to the final frontier Prelude: The last thing I saw was her screaming and then she went red Then blackness surrounding and stars shining (Thanks to Tobin Sio for these lyrics) From Letras Mania