Lyrics Ring 3 - Luxury - The Dear Hunter
We
can
pick,
we
can
choose
We
can
make
moves
no
matter
what
they
lose
We
could
be
right,
we
could
be
wrong
We
can
make
mistakes,
our
reign
is
long
'Cause
gentlemen,
I
believe
everything
happens
for
reasons
Just
look
at
the
seasons
And
here,
we've
been
divined
Roots
entrenched
in
time-honored
traditions
which
we
all
can
malign
We
have
the
rights
A
man
was
dying,
a
child
was
born
(Take
him
for
everything,
take
him
for
everything)
Yes,
following
form
We
will
pick
his
carcass
clean
But
first,
there
is
one
thing
on
which
we
must
agree
(Official
decree)
On
the
one
hand,
we
could
starve
the
child
On
the
other
hand,
we
can
let
the
elder
die
How
to
keep
the
flow
of
food
to
hungry
mouths?
On
second
thought,
fuck
'em,
they'll
figure
it
out
You
can
lose
your
damned
mind
here
in
the
hall
of
the
guides
Win
or
lose,
it's
alright,
you're
in
the
hall
of
the
guides
They
talk
of
famine
(No!),
they
talk
of
drought
(No!)
They
should
be
happy
that
anyone's
hearing
'em
out
Look
at
'em
whimper,
look
at
'em
wheeze
Alienating
the
ones
they
are
meant
to
appease
But
their
gratitudes
all
but
default
into
platitudes
And
they
still
suspect
we'll
give
them
more
They
leave
us
wanting
then
perish,
wondering
why?
Waste
not
your
time,
fuck
'em,
they'll
shut
up
and
die
You
can
lose
our
damned
mind
here
at
the
hall
of
the
guides
Win
or
lose,
it's
alright,
you're
at
the
hall
of
the
guides
We
can
lose
our
damned
minds
here
at
the
hall
of
the
guides
Win
or
lose,
it's
alright,
you're
at
the
hall
of
the
guides
We'll
persist
and
endure,
we'll
maintain
the
status
quo
(Our
power
is
pure)
They'll
resist,
but
we'll
assure
that
nothing
ever
changes
(Still,
we
cast
the
lure)
Sure,
bring
them
in
with
a
lie
(Welcome!)
We
could
always
use
another
tithe
And
time
will
pass,
and
time
will
pass,
and
time
will
pass
Waking
in
bliss
might
sound
passé
When
you're
living
in
a
paradise
The
kind
of
place
where
you
never
have
to
work
a
day
Passing
the
time
with
what
you
crave
'Cause
you
know
anything
you
need
can
be
provided
when
you
want
it
We
want
a
lot,
so
they've
gotta
give
What
could
you
fear
for
with
walls
as
high
as
these?
If
you
can't
see
beyond
your
windows
It's
hard
to
find
the
room
to
care
for,
oh,
anything
But
we
want
it
all
And
if
they've
got
something
to
give
They're
gonna
give
it
all,
if
they
still
got
the
will
to
live
There
always
will
be
a
cream
of
the
crop
(And
we're
never
getting
off
the
top)
A
pick
of
the
litter
(You
know
we've
got
to
be)
The
chosen
righteous
few
who've
come
prepared
with
what
they've
inherited
What
have
you?
(What
have
you?
What
have
you?)
What
have
you?
(What
have
you?
What
have
you?)
They've
saved
their
whole
lives
so
they
can,
someday
Live
a
little
like
we
do
for
one
day
But
if
you
get
to
see
just
how
sweet
life
could
be
Oh,
it'll
be
hard
for
them
to
find
the
room
to
care
for
anything
on
returning
And
if
there's
something
left
to
give
They
gotta
give
it
all,
if
they
still
got
the
will
to
live
There
always
will
be
a
cream
of
the
crop
(And
we're
never
getting
off
the
top)
A
pick
of
the
litter
(You
know
we've
got
to
be)
The
chosen
righteous
few
who've
come
prepared
with
what
they've
inherited
But
what
have
you?
Nothing
We
can't
see
beyond
our
windows
but
we
deal
in
everything
Pay
no
mind
which
way
the
wind
blows
'cause
we
can
weather
anything
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah!
Left,
right,
slide
to
the
back
Hop
to
the
right,
now
kick
and
clap
(Yeah!)
Hands
to
the
sky
and
a
shake
of
the
knees
Praise
in
his
number:
XCV
Left,
right,
slide
to
the
back
(Yeah!)
Hop
to
the
right,
now
kick
and
clap
Now,
hands
to
the
sky
and
a
shake
of
the
knees
(Yeah!)
Praise
in
his
number:
XCV
(Yeah!)
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