Raving towards Byzantium ft. Junior Brother Lyrics

There's eating and drinking in good talk says one to the other

But do not forsake what was passed from your sister me brother

St Aloysius is banging his head on the door

While his Queen of Sheba is inside asleep on the floor

I thought I should go at the fairies to even the score

For the times that they took me unwarranted and ruined my rapport

With the old maid of Erin who's still standing sickly

And sore as the market square heads

Who debauched and who bled on her pause

Nothing else will do for it

To ruin or to ruction

Friend follow the instructions

And we'll rave

We're raving towards Byzantium tonight

Petrichor rises as teardrops do fall from the source

I've sipped many sobs from an infected gob

Through the years but sure who hasn't felt it

We've all sang and smelted with peers

See a fiend became stranger then friend once again on the beer

Nothing else will do for it

To ruin or to ruction

Friend follow the instructions

And we'll rave

We're raving towards Byzantium tonight

In the skewed aspect the room grew and grew

And then spun around like the turn of the screw

And all the blurry doorways led the same way

And spun in slow circles like beer down the drain

And the red heart of night did appear to the crowd

And all answers to questions were answered out loud

Let the idiot in, let the idiot in, let the idiot in

Nothing else will do for it

To ruin or to ruction

Friend follow the instructions

And we'll rave

We're raving towards Byzantium tonight