Kings of the Attic

We were the kings of the attic,

Dust was flying under the hits,

Blood was squirting on the frets,

Under our jumpers ran the sweat,

Tension was strong and palpable,

And We made monsters just like us,

We were,

The kings of the attic,

We were the kings,

The kings of the attic,

That was the place the bass player lived,

His older brother was an artist,

His room was extremely creepy,

On the wall there was empty frames,

We were,

The kings of the attic,

The kings of the attic,

There was nothing else but creation,

Our attitudes and desires changed,

There was nothing going on down here,

We decided our own destiny,

And the other people were so strange,

They Were so strange,

We were the kings of the attic,

The dust was flying under the hits,

Blood was squirting on the frets,

Under our jumpers ran the sweat,

the other people they were really strange,

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Really really strange,

We were the kings of the attic,

Dust was flying under the hits,

Blood was squirting on the frets,

Under our jumpers ran the sweat,

Tension was strong and palpable,

We were,

The kings of the attic,

We were the kings,

The kings of the attic,

There was nothing else but creation,

Our attitudes and desires changed,

There was nothing going on down here,

We decided our own destiny,

And the other people were so strange,

They Were so strange,

We were the kings of the attic,

The dust was flying under the hits,

Blood was squirting on the frets,

Under our jumpers ran the sweat,

And the other people they were so strange,

Really really strange,