A Magic Bag

Lyrics

William likes his suffering All the attention, love it brings Club to club, he revels 'round Another fool for the lost and found William is a serious guy Carries a sword by his side Tied with twine to a ragged string His idea of a wedding ring A magic bag suddenly appears Plastic straws like rabbit ears Carved bone dice roll across the bed He took his coat, covered up his head And to his made-up gods, he cried "Give me another place to hide" William likes his many friends Lives his life to meet their ends Do they like his whimpering Or tire of the lies he sings? William balks at reality I don't like the sun he preens Wanders the forest with his offering A black crow, the gift he brings Builds the bonfire, a wickerman Dance 'round the bodies in a happy trance A magic bag suddenly appears Plastic straws like rabbit ears Carved bone dice roll across the bed He took his coat, covered up his head And to his made-up gods, he cried "Give me another place to hide" William likes his many friends Lives his life to meet their ends William likes his suffering All the attention, love it brings Club to club, he revels 'round Another fool for the lost and found William is a serious guy Carries a sword by his side Tied with twine to a ragged string His idea of a wedding ring