The Coliseum

Coliseum. the coliseum.

Look out, burn

You ought to know this by now.

You with the empty crane over....

They're the gatekeepers and the sentinels.

Their jokes are hum-drum.



The coliseum. [x4]



Brown brass leading up to ionic columns.

Trust them.

Sometimes that is not enough

In the vast cavernous emptiness

That is the world of the callow.



But they stood outside at bottom

The coliseum. [x3]



Trust them.

But sometimes that's not enough

In the vast cavernous....



The coliseum.[x2]



And you have to have a good condition

To get into the coliseum.



And the jingle jangle of this city

Makes you hunger and down.

You have to have a good condition

To get into the coliseum.



The coliseum.[x4



Brown brass leading up to ionic columns,

But sometimes that's not enough....

Their jokes are hum-drum.



About 7:30 to 8:00,

Tiredness sets in.

You want to take a little break

And get out of home.



The coliseum.[x4]



Brown brass....

You've got to have a good condition

To get into....



These people, they will never ever learn.

They are not fit to walk through

The ionic columns of

The coliseum.

The coliseum.



You've got to have a good condition

To get into the coliseum.


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