Blue Öyster Cult – Transmaniacon Mc (Guitar)

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With satan's hog no pig at all, and the weather getting dry

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We'll head south from Altamont, in a cold blooded travelled trance

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So clear the road my bully boys, and let some thunder pass

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We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives, we're transmaniacon, M C

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Behind the pantry, behind the tree, the ghouls adopt that child

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Whose name resounds forever, whose name resounds on terror

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And I'm no fool, to call that hog, cause man I remember

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Those who did, resign their souls, to transmaniacon, M C

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And surely we did offer up, behind that stage at dawn

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Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine

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Pure nectar of antipathy, behind that stage at dawn

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To those who would resign their souls, to transmaniacon, M C

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Cry the cable, cry the word, unknown terror's here

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And won't you try this tasty snack, behind the scenes or but the back

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Which was the stage at Altamont, my humble boys of listless power

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We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives, we're transmaniacon