BLUE OYSTER CULT - Golden Age Of Leather lyrics

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Raise your can of beer on high<br>And seal your fate forever<br>Our best years have past us by<br>The golden age of leather<br><br>This was the night not long to come<br>In the year of our lord a.d.<br>Where in a desert way-house poised on the brink of eternity<br>Four and ninety studded horsemen closed the knot of honor<br>As only drunken soldiers can<br><br>And passed from man to man<br>A wanton child to dead to care<br>That each would find his pleasure as he might<br>For this fantastic night was billed<br>As nothing less than the end of an age<br>A last crusade<br>A final outrage<br>In this day of flaccid plumage<br><br>And there was worn no cloth but leather<br>Made supple by years of stinging cinders<br>And here were seen the scars of age<br>For age had been the common call for one last night together<br><br>Dawn colored the sky......the ritual ceased<br>Some had died.............they were buried with their bikes<br>Each grabbed a rag........from a man with a sack<br>Torn strips of color......the red and the black<br><br>I cam here willingly<br>And I will go down valiantly<br>We made a vow<br>To give it all we had to give<br>We made a vow<br>To die as we had lived<br><br>They flew the colors they began to fight<br>They flailed at each other like bugs at a light<br>Bodies and bikes beyond repair<br>Smell of oil and gas in the air<br><br>Then the wind whipped the desert with a giant hand<br>And the humans and the harleys caught the shifting sand<br>The old ranger weathered the storm<br>And he topped the rise by the middle of morn<br>He saw rippled dunes<br>Calm and surreal<br>And a glint of a solitary shaft of chromium steel<br><br>Golden age...