Blue Rodeo - Piranha Pool
Leaning over the piranha pool
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the world of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
So you'd rather be an opera star
At the turn of the century
You never asked for this miracle gift
A genius in the military
You're try surprised with your own success
Hanging out with the judges and the corporate heads
You never anticipate the final toll
Still shining all your medals
For the final curtain call
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
Leaning over the piranha pool
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the land of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the world of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
So you'd rather be an opera star
At the turn of the century
You never asked for this miracle gift
A genius in the military
You're try surprised with your own success
Hanging out with the judges and the corporate heads
You never anticipate the final toll
Still shining all your medals
For the final curtain call
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
Leaning over the piranha pool
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the land of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
Leaning over the piranha pool
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the world of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
So you'd rather be an opera star
At the turn of the century
You never asked for this miracle gift
A genius in the military
You're try surprised with your own success
Hanging out with the judges and the corporate heads
You never anticipate the final toll
Still shining all your medals
For the final curtain call
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
Leaning over the piranha pool
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the land of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the world of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
So you'd rather be an opera star
At the turn of the century
You never asked for this miracle gift
A genius in the military
You're try surprised with your own success
Hanging out with the judges and the corporate heads
You never anticipate the final toll
Still shining all your medals
For the final curtain call
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
Leaning over the piranha pool
You just wave your magic wand
Dangling your fingertips
Into the land of the just beyond
Sitting ever so quietly
In your private dining room
Guiding the waves of destiny
Into the face of oblivion
You're always talking about the here and after
But it don't make much sense to me
Still for all the men that you condemn
I hope there's some kind of heaven
And there's got to be some kind of hell for you
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