The Piper's Call

Take these birds everlastin' Can't undo that voodoo that you do And the knots that we fasten Will not work themselves loose Whatever it takes Steer clear of the snakes The road to hell is paved with gold, they'll tell you All the things that you don't need, they'll sell you Your conscience uncontrolled And beauty to behold The promise of eternal youth The spoils of fame, a carpe diem attitude The flames are high, the piper's call, contagious A fixer who will numb your pain, and strangeness The wheels are hot, the hangover outrageous The stealer, he will trade your soul for favours But you'll reap what you sow As I found long ago The promise of eternal youth The spoils of fame, a carpe diem attitude