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I used to wear the head of a lion,
Showed up to parties like that.
Pinned to my shirtsleeve was a lightening bolt,
Cupped in my hands, a thunder clap.
But since the sun came up, and my baby s gone,
My baby s gone for good,
Yeah my chest is full, full of burning wood,
Since my baby s gone, my baby s gone for good.
I used to eat up all of you for supper,
Still have room left for some wine.
Strapped to my shoulder was a music box,
Tucked in my pocket, the moonshine.
But since the sun came up, and my baby s gone,
My baby s gone for good,
Yeah my chest is full, full of burning flames,
Since my baby s gone, my baby s gone for...
Don t you know my chest is full of flames, yeah my chest is full of flames.
Don t you know my chest is full of flames?
Don t you know my chest is full of flames, yeah my chest is full of flames.
Don t you know my chest is full of flames.
Don t you know my chest is full of flames, yeah my chest is full of flames.
Don t you know my chest is full of flames?
Don t you know my chest is full of flames, yeah my chest is full of flames.
Don t you know my chest is full of flames.
I used to wear the head of a lion, showed up to parties like that.