Tea Party
Goodman Rag

I went on down for a walk in the woods,
and then I had to see to my dismay.
I met a ripper, a mysteries ripper, something I'd have given away.
I had to admit that I new it was somewhere,
in the back of my twisted mind.
It seems the child who sprang up before me, never gonna be his kind.

Hey there Mr. preacher, hey there Mr. Smith,
If you recognise my friend, you'd better get a load of this.

Good man, gonna give you what you need.
Good man, gonna play the demon seed.
Don't wanna stray, I'm never wanna leave the path.
I have to stay, cause I gotta make this feeling last.

The sweet continued on with a journey
And my revelations came in a tale or two.
Every word that my friend would say,
I see them, though I saw right through.
The Puritans, and the purifying,
Raping women all through the streets.
They offer bail on my friend's occasion, every other day of the week.

Hey there Mr. preacher, hey there Mr. Smith.
If you recognise my friend, you'd better get a load of this.

Good man, gonna give you what you need.
Good man, gonna play the demon seed.

Don't gonna stray, I'm never gonna leave the path.
I have to stay, cause I gotta make this feeling last.
Oh I do, oh take to the bridge.

Oh put the lessons learned and soon forgotten.
Hardships coming to secret vales.
They wanna keep me hung on the crosses
They'll have to find some bigger nails.
I walk the streets like a doubting Thomas.
I swear at saints when they pass me by.
Nothing's pure when everything's tainted.
Where am I gonna go when I die.

Hey there Mr. preacher, hey there Mr. Smith.
If you recognise my friend, you'd better get a load of this.

Good man, gonna give you what you need.
Good man, gonna play the demon seed.

I don't wanna stray, I'm never gonna leave the path.
I have to stay, cause I gotta make this feeling last.
Yeah I do, Yeah I surly do.


Mirror lyrics:

Yeah I do, Yeah I surly do.
I have to stay, cause I gotta make this feeling last.
I don't wanna stray, I'm never gonna leave the path.

Good man, gonna play the demon seed.
Good man, gonna give you what you need.

If you recognise my friend, you'd better get a load of this.
Hey there Mr. preacher, hey there Mr. Smith.

Where am I gonna go when I die.
Nothing's pure when everything's tainted.
I swear at saints when they pass me by.
I walk the streets like a doubting Thomas.
They'll have to find some bigger nails.
They wanna keep me hung on the crosses
Hardships coming to secret vales.
Oh put the lessons learned and soon forgotten.

Oh I do, oh take to the bridge.
I have to stay, cause I gotta make this feeling last.
Don't gonna stray, I'm never gonna leave the path.

Good man, gonna play the demon seed.
Good man, gonna give you what you need.

If you recognise my friend, you'd better get a load of this.
Hey there Mr. preacher, hey there Mr. Smith.

They offer bail on my friend's occasion, every other day of the week.
Raping women all through the streets.
The Puritans, and the purifying,
I see them, though I saw right through.
Every word that my friend would say,
And my revelations came in a tale or two.
The sweet continued on with a journey

I have to stay, cause I gotta make this feeling last.
Don't wanna stray, I'm never wanna leave the path.
Good man, gonna play the demon seed.
Good man, gonna give you what you need.

If you recognise my friend, you'd better get a load of this.
Hey there Mr. preacher, hey there Mr. Smith,

It seems the child who sprang up before me, never gonna be his kind.
in the back of my twisted mind.
I had to admit that I new it was somewhere,
I met a ripper, a mysteries ripper, something I'd have given away.
and then I had to see to my dismay.
I went on down for a walk in the woods,


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