Amphitheatre

Found a hand in the sand
Where they covered up the remnants
Not enough to show the Joneses
But should look good on our wall
Not too clean, nicotine
Really never saw a nail file;
Still two others tried to claim it
But I just swept past them all
And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre
Hear them sing, feel them swing:
Aren’t you trembling with excitement?
Can’t stop my pulse from racing
When I’m faced with scenes like this
Caesar lives, the Empire lives
Must be twenty fires burning
If the guard would loose the lions
I would surely die in bliss
And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre
Do you like my cross, as it sparkles in the white light?
Cut in solid silver, swinging round my neck
Thousands died on them, millions died for one
Impressive as …
But we can’t sling a stake around your neck
No, you can’t sling a stake around your neck
Standing here, sipping beer:
Aren’t we being rather tasteless?
I’m ravenous with hunger
Can’t we simply sneak back home?
Harmless fools, gaping ghouls
And they’ve never seen a car crash
It’s raining and it’s raining
Not a freak’s night out in Rome
And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre
Gazing down at the ground
Where the flies move around my carcass
Said you had to be a martyr
To raise interest from a crowd
But I can fly, I can fly
If I could just see their faces
As I glide between the planets
Playing I-Spy from a cloud
And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre