Cult Classic lyrics

Clock strikes twelve and moon drops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman's face
His reason tends to fly away

Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in May
And now the sand's become a crust
Most of you have gone away, you have gone away

Oh, come Susie, dear, let's take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you'll soon be married

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet

All our times have come. Here but now they're gone.

Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
(Come on baby) Don't fear the reaper
(Baby take my hand) Don't fear the reaper
(We'll be able to fly) Don't fear the reaper
(Baby I'm your man)

La La La La La...
La La La La La...

Valentine is done. Here but now they're gone.

Well, I've opened up my veins too many times
And the poison's in my heart and in my mind
Poison's in my bloodstream
Poison's in my pride
I'm after rebellion
I'll settle for lies

Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire?
Imprisoned by the thought of what to do
Is it any wonder that my joke's in ire?
And the joke's on you

Experiments that failed too many times

Well I've opened up my veins too many times
And the poison's in my heart and in my mind
Poison's in my bloodstream
Poison's in my pride
I'm after rebellion
I'll settle for lies

Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire
Imprisoned by the thoughts of what to do
Is it any wonder that my joke's an iron
And the joke's on you

Experiments that failed too many times

How could I fool you, I rest and assure you

Take it off from here and put you on the line, yeah

Your back to the pistol and iron bullets whistle

The landscape's open and the world is mine, it's still mine.

OD'd on life, life itself

(OD'd on life itself, OD'd on life itself, the power of powers

and once luminous spell)

OD'd on life, life itself

Canadian Mounted, baby
Police force at work
Red and black
It's their color scheme
Get their man
In the end
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............Ah yeah my honies know it's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............Ah yeah baby knows it's all right