Piper at the gates of dawn & Born at the crossroads

I saw the piper at the gates of dawn
Hazing myself through the music from
His pipes of iron

He was a man, he was a musician
He was a child
His brain in a distance of a
Long big mile

Oh, you’ll never understand You never understood
The tongue, tongues, tonguing!

Who spoke the old tongue of Ruthulus
Was that you, my love, beside a river of madness?

Come along the great highway,
Come and run all day,
Come and sing the streets of iron
Come and whisper words of fire

I was born at the crossroads
Where the devil met my mom
Such a thing makes me wonder
Am I the devil’s son?

Hey good old pal,
You better lend me your gun
I’ve got to shoot my mom
She slept with the evil one

A Bible and a cross
The rosary is Lord’s laws
I’m on the run
I’m my father’s son