The Felice Brothers Follow

I was once a lion
A monster in Orion
Alas, the humans came
Now I'm handled with a chain

Hear the children holler
A serpent for a collar
I will get no rest
In this hornet wilderness

AND THE CROWD COMES AND GOES
TO WHAT END, NO ONE KNOWS

Critics might be caning
The bankers bring their family
There will always be
A little crumb for you and me

Me and the serpent crawler
A child for a dollar
I will get no rest
In this mirrored wilderness

AND THE CROWD COMES AND GOES
TO WHAT END, NO ONE KNOWS
Like the ships on the wind
Like the dust in the meadow, sand

Tour in my sickness
I know all your secrets
He is such a fool
He drowned his love in a swimming pool

Hear the trainer holler
A serpent for a collar
He hates it when I roar
And when he's drunk he hits it more

AND THE CROWD COMES AND GOES
TO WHAT END, NO ONE KNOWS
Like the ships on the wind
Like the dust in the meadow, sand