Lyrics Half-Life of an Autodidact - Billy Corgan
Is
love
a
fool
A
brackish
goad?
Protected
like
A
lilac
cove
Becomes
by
the
breath
of
the
sun
Denuded
and
diffused
Again
And
while
the
winds,
so
sired,
so
subsumed
Forbade
his
day
by
rule
To
ever
lapse
into
ruin
And
regret
Juliet,
oh,
I
can't
crease
I
get
tired
I
just
get
tired
'Cause
Fleur-de-lis,
noblesse
oblige
Down
to
the
wires
I
just
got
tired
Along
the
flame
to
you
Among
the
way
to
you
40
years
to
finally
wake
up
And
nine
more
to
sling
the
snakes
out
of
you
Richly
pink
That
steel
poem
flam
A
flint
of
luck
Miscast
my
chance
As
one
Does
after
days
A
droll
dance
Triumph
after
triumph
Dashed
Words
that
churned
passed
fire
and
the
moon
The
stranger
crossed
my
view
Making
good
on
their
promise
and
our
youth
Purity,
please,
oh
I
can't
preach
I
get
tired
I
just
get
tired
'Cause
Fleur-de-lis,
noblesse
oblige
Down
to
the
wires
I
just
got
tired
Along
the
flame
to
you
Among
the
way
to
you
Along
the
flame
to
you
I'm
on
the
way
to
you
40
years
to
finally
wake
up
And
nine
more
to
sling
the
snakes
out
of
you
Along
the
flame
to
you
Among
the
way
to
you
Along
the
flame
to
you
I'm
on
the
way
to
you
1 Zowie
2 Processional
3 The Spaniards
4 Aeronaut
5 The Long Goodbye
6 Half-Life of an Autodidact
7 Amarinthe
8 Antietam
9 Mandarynne
10 Shiloh
11 Archer
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