Hangtown

Lyrics

The master of illusions
meets you on the fairway
tonight’s show will surely
never be forgotten

his trunk is filled with artifacts
photographs and city maps
the living doll makes you forget
your troubles for a minute yet

be warned

I’m out with the old

the fortune teller has spoken
Forgotten ones will rise
the sea shall boil, no seeds shall grow
the birds shall fall upon the earth
I guess that’s just part of the deal
the psychics are known to repeal

I’m out with the old
come out to the cold
I’m out with the old

come out to the cold

tonight the master shows you
things aren’t what they seem
when what you thought was real
turns dust before your eyes