Lyrics
The blasphemers take their places on the white and glittering / Showponies on parade / Tag-teamers couldn't faze our undefeated grand champeen / But bruises got the best of me / Put the stylus to your bleeding broken heart / Hook the bridle to the bit / We can pray this one's a hit / How much louder can this get? / Now's no time to quit / Lone rangers measure justice by the barrel of a gun / Come to snuff what you've begun / While moneychangers flee the temple on the backs of glittering / Showponies / Put the stylus to your bleeding broken heart / Drain the whiskey from the glass / We can pray this one will last / But salad days go by so fast / Ponies trot right past
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