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The riddle of the lair



I met my maker
My creator
We sat at the bar and shared a laugh

I was grinning
He was spinning
A yarn as tall as a giraffe

So it goes
The Lord he rose
And walked out in the pouring rain

I stayed put
With my arthritic foot
Waiting for the sun to come again

I'm on fire
I'm a smoking gun
I'm the devil on the run
I'm a blast
From the past
Of a toothless dragon
I'm internal combustion

I make rock and roll
It is mind control
At least a revelation

Jesus lost a bet
Then cashed his check
And went on a long vacation

I'm on fire
I'm a smoking gun
I'm the devil on the run
I'm a blast
From the past
Of a toothless dragon
I'm internal combustion

You work nine to five
And learn to survive
Go play chess with a guru

Caught up in a trance
Giving peace a chance
I mastered the art of voodoo

I'm on fire
I'm a smoking gun
I'm the devil on the run
I'm a blast
From the past
Of a toothless dragon
I'm internal combustion

Needles and pins
Ha ha I win
Never drop a bomb on Lucy

The game is over
Pick a four-leaf clover
You too can star in the movies

I'm on fire
I'm a smoking gun
I'm the devil on the run
I'm a blast
From the past
Of a toothless dragon
I'm internal combustion

I'm the reincarnation
Of the United Nations

Of the United Nations

The old man died and the clock kept ticking

The old man died and the clock kept ticking

The old man died and the clock kept ticking

The old man died and the clock kept ticking
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