King Arthur the Red lyrics
by Guided by Voices
Cells are crazy in the head, evils buried in the land
For the king, for the dread
Animated freed, and cared
To be led
Violence, hatred in the rains
Kill the best and move the trains
Tax implies by the source of gains
Constant fantasy put in the lanes
No one explains
From the pain to the edge
Set the strokes from heaven's edge
From the wedge, reap the crowd of heaven's edge