Master Maiden checked his bags at the bar, left his keys in the car, and locked the door.
Master Maiden held an apple in his hand, crossed the street to join a band cause he was bored.
Thinking ‘bout the story, of the conquest, and the glory.
Of the dirty German waitress who left town.
The party lingered on for days and days.
The drinks and hors d'oeuvres were amazing.
But I’m afraid there is no way, for anyone not to say, that the legend was born.
Master Maiden took the painting off the wall, made a cellular phone call, from the stairwell.
Master Maiden wanted only to explain, that he need to complain that he’s not well.
Thinking ‘bout the story, of the conquest, and the glory.
Of the dirty German waitress who left town.
The party lingered on for days and days.
The drinks and hors d'oeuvres were amazing.
But I’m afraid there is no way, for anyone not to say, that the legend lives on.
The party lingered on for days and days.
The drinks and hors d'oeuvres were amazing.
But I’m afraid there is no way, for anyone not to say, that the legend lives on.
Well I’m afraid there is no way, for anyone not to say, that the legend lives on.
That the legend lives on.
That the legend lives on.
That the legend lives on.
credits
from Lick The Obelisk,
released October 31, 2014
By Brian Hall, Scott Corey, Randy Knight, Richard Malinowski
August 2013