| Song | Lion |
| Artist | Eugene McGuinness |
| Album | The Invitation To The Voyage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm sitting on the ventriloquist lip | |
| Allowing his hand so maybe shouldn't be | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| An adventure in an airship inflated by my ego | |
| Behind my bookcase I’m just gonna be | |
| I'm stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory | |
| It's up, takes his dire and the sex is not on fire | |
| But if beauty is truth that makes you a little lion | |
| The lions are out on the prowl | |
| So lions are who believe you for now | |
| Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah | |
| Cross just in case pride is just to the bones | |
| Skeletons dancing up on xylophones | |
| Opossums on some weird cheese | |
| Will feast upon the grunting of the berries | |
| The writing’s on the walls and it says red rum | |
| On this side of the mirror so go fetch me some | |
| They need a volunteer with total submission | |
| They require music commendation | |
| It’s dancing in, you got two ruby star kids | |
| And I'm still sitting on the ventriloquist lip | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| The lions are out on prowl | |
| So lions are who believe you for now | |
| And I was raised by wild wolves | |
| In the brutal wilderness | |
| And I take you for a fool | |
| If you help me out of this | |
| Cross just in case pride is just to the bones | |
| Skeletons dancing up on xylophones | |
| Opossums on some weird cheese | |
| Will feast upon the grunting of the berries | |
| Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah | |
| Oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah, oh-ah. |
| I' m sitting on the ventriloquist lip | |
| Allowing his hand so maybe shouldn' t be | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| An adventure in an airship inflated by my ego | |
| Behind my bookcase I' m just gonna be | |
| I' m stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory | |
| It' s up, takes his dire and the sex is not on fire | |
| But if beauty is truth that makes you a little lion | |
| The lions are out on the prowl | |
| So lions are who believe you for now | |
| Ohah, ohah, ohah, ohah | |
| Cross just in case pride is just to the bones | |
| Skeletons dancing up on xylophones | |
| Opossums on some weird cheese | |
| Will feast upon the grunting of the berries | |
| The writing' s on the walls and it says red rum | |
| On this side of the mirror so go fetch me some | |
| They need a volunteer with total submission | |
| They require music commendation | |
| It' s dancing in, you got two ruby star kids | |
| And I' m still sitting on the ventriloquist lip | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| The lions are out on prowl | |
| So lions are who believe you for now | |
| And I was raised by wild wolves | |
| In the brutal wilderness | |
| And I take you for a fool | |
| If you help me out of this | |
| Cross just in case pride is just to the bones | |
| Skeletons dancing up on xylophones | |
| Opossums on some weird cheese | |
| Will feast upon the grunting of the berries | |
| Ohah, ohah, ohah, ohah | |
| Ohah, ohah, ohah, ohah. |
| I' m sitting on the ventriloquist lip | |
| Allowing his hand so maybe shouldn' t be | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| An adventure in an airship inflated by my ego | |
| Behind my bookcase I' m just gonna be | |
| I' m stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory | |
| It' s up, takes his dire and the sex is not on fire | |
| But if beauty is truth that makes you a little lion | |
| The lions are out on the prowl | |
| So lions are who believe you for now | |
| Ohah, ohah, ohah, ohah | |
| Cross just in case pride is just to the bones | |
| Skeletons dancing up on xylophones | |
| Opossums on some weird cheese | |
| Will feast upon the grunting of the berries | |
| The writing' s on the walls and it says red rum | |
| On this side of the mirror so go fetch me some | |
| They need a volunteer with total submission | |
| They require music commendation | |
| It' s dancing in, you got two ruby star kids | |
| And I' m still sitting on the ventriloquist lip | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| My disgraceful quest for immortality | |
| The lions are out on prowl | |
| So lions are who believe you for now | |
| And I was raised by wild wolves | |
| In the brutal wilderness | |
| And I take you for a fool | |
| If you help me out of this | |
| Cross just in case pride is just to the bones | |
| Skeletons dancing up on xylophones | |
| Opossums on some weird cheese | |
| Will feast upon the grunting of the berries | |
| Ohah, ohah, ohah, ohah | |
| Ohah, ohah, ohah, ohah. |