Lyrics The Barrister and the Bargast - HAZE
Across
Paradise
Square
in
his
suit
& bow
tie
The
Barrister
strode
with
a
gleam
in
his
eye
His
morals
were
low,
but
his
fees
were
sky
high
For
he
knew
how
to
cheat
& he
knew
how
to
lie
He
worked
late
in
the
evening
so
he
could
charge
more
For
his
time
and
his
knowledge
of
old
English
law
The
shadows
lay
deep
as
he
walked
from
his
door
Through
the
old
cobbled
square
from
a
time
long
before
The
Bargast
awoke
in
the
depths
of
his
lair
Hidden
from
mortal
eyes
under
the
square
A
huge
ghostly
dog
with
red
eyes
and
black
hair
He
lifted
his
nose
and
he
scented
the
air
What
manner
of
man
can
give
off
such
a
smell?
The
stench
of
corruption
and
Old
Spice
as
well
It
was
worse
than
the
stench
in
the
bowels
of
Hell
A
smell
which
the
Bargast
knew
only
too
well
The
Bargast
came
forth
and
the
man
stopped
dead
He
looked
as
the
size
of
the
beast
and
he
said
"You
better
be
licensed
or
woe
betide
you,
I'll
have
you
put
down
and
your
master
I'll
sue"
The
Bargast
looked
back
with
his
red
eyes
aglow
He
said
"My
master
is
no
one
you'd
know,
I
round
up
the
guilty
and
I
take
them
below,
Now
it's
your
turn
to
feel
my
teeth
in
your
soul"
The
Barrister
turned
and
he
fled
with
some
vigour
But
expense
account
luncheons
had
fattened
his
figure
So
the
Bargast
soon
had
the
man
pinned
to
the
deck
And
he
opened
his
jaws
to
rip
out
his
neck
The
Barrister
pleased
and
begged
for
his
life
He
spoke
of
his
children
and
his
greaving
wife
The
Bargast
just
stared
the
man
deep
in
the
eyes
And
said
"This
World
has
heard
enough
of
your
lies"
"Your
children
despise
you
they'll
be
glad
when
you
go,
Your
wife
left
you
three
and
a
half
years
ago,
You
have
all
the
appeal
of
a
three
week
dead
Cod,
And
you
mistress
loves
only
the
size
of
your
wad.
"There's
none
that
will
mourn
you
I
bid
you
farewell
You
soul
is
now
forfeit,
your
place
is
in
Hell,
For
justice
and
mercy
you
care
not
one
Groat"
And
the
noble
beast
ripped
out
the
Barrister's
throat
So
hear
me
you
Lawyers
and
learn
from
my
tale
With
your
nose
in
the
swill
and
your
thumb
on
the
scales
Beware
of
the
Bargast
and
his
sniffling
snout
Or
be
sure
that
you
sins
will
rip
your
throat
out!
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