Styx parody lyrics
Personal War
For use with Cold War
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I’m tired of your psychotic-going
To bring me to my bended knees
And if I could only talk to you
I’m sure that I could make you see
The mind has a way of ruling everything bout-you out, out, out
If you are coming
I can just head for higher ground
Well I say you’re a thing of the past
And you ain’t gonna last
No matter what you say or do
With - out your heart in you
Your duty is ferry man
Of those gone to the-depths
And you do the task so unnaturally
Why not believe you’re hell sent
The mind has a way of ruling everything bout-you out, out, out
Ev - en if you are coming
I can just head for higher ground
You at - tack and you get so intense
But you never make sense
So not what scares me the most
You are no host of serious frights
It’s bye time, crazy
You cannot see it in my eyes
It’s a personal war
Running on the sea
Everybody you meet knows you’re going down, don’t you know
Personal war, cannonballs in the air
Everyone everywhere says it’s time to get ready for
Our personal war
Don’t you look now
But the cabin boy’s becoming a man
You say you are im - mor - tal
And you shall have my soul
Or I’ll die young trying to make it
As someone who ain’t gonna last
You ought to reconsider
Cause I’m coming fast
With a personal war
Running on the sea
Everybody you meet knows you’re going down, don’t you know
Personal war, cannon - balls in the air
Everyone everywhere says it’s time to get ready for
Our personal war
Looking at me
From up-in the riggings
Am no scared man, getting in the personal war
Don’t you look now
But the cabin boy’s a beast-fighting man, whoa
Behind the scenes
Originally written in August 2015 for the parody album of Kilroy Was Here.
Categories: Parodies about fighting Davy Jones, characterizations