Sinister: Lord Anthony ?1yrics?

jimmy bryant jimmybryant at xxx.com
Tue Nov 10 07:13:38 GMT 1998


OK y'all, I have listened to this song over 100 times in the 2 weeks since
the Athens show and I still don't know half the lyrics of this song but I
am gonna post by my own translation from tmy recording.  There are tapes
going out to a few of you already so if you have any suggestions on these
lyrics please post them to this list.  I put in parentheses the lyrics that
I don't think are correct, but that's what it sounds like to me:

Lord Ant(h)ony

(Hunting in beauty school,
get your own bag)
now you are cool
or are you still (jebunking off) though you're a tough
it's all gone wrong again you got to (hold hands)

But the teachers got no control
Boys aren't lying 
You wont stay quiet
Or you will die

Returning, the back of the gym
Smoke another one, the chances are slim,
'Cause here they come again
They got you on the prowl
You're tasting blood again 
At least it's your own

When will you realize it doesn't pay 
To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys,
Shut your mouth, start kicking the football,
(Buy all new teeth) you were out for a week

You may as well take it in the guts, it could get worse
just take it in the guts, it could get worse
just take it in the guts, it could get worse
just take it in the guts, it kind of hurts there (to me)

You'll soon be old enough to leave the man
Without a notion of a care
You'll leave two fingers in the air
(To me again)

Tony, you bit of a mess
(melt to) tow the rope under your dress
But if the kids could see you they would pass you right by
The mascara running over your eye

Why don't you realize it doesn't pay 
To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys,
Shut your mouth, start kicking the football,
(Bang on a tear) you were out for a week

They call you lord Antony (in pain) it could be worse
Lord Antony but hey it could be worse
Lord Antony but hey it could be worse
Lord Antony but hey it kind of suits you anyway

You'll soon be old enough to leave the man
Without a notion of a care
You'll leave two fingers in the air
(To me again)


end

thats the best I can do 

jimmy
thin_king
"I read bad poetry into your machine
I save your messages just to hear your voice"   R.E.M.
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