Verse 1
When I was a young, young boy,
Didn't care for underneath,
With no nightmare to destroy.
Not a beggar man or a thief,
But I know from what is right,
That your tales are my belief.
Chorus
Hail! Hail!
I would never trail from my religion.
Hail! Hail!
I would never fail my own word.
Verse 2
On the road to Lizard House.
Many dangers up ahead,
On a quest to seek them out.
The Mechanic surely has no doubt,
Find the Cornucopia Modus,
Feed a bamboozled mouth.
Chorus
Hail! Hail!
I would never trail from my religion.
Hail! Hail!
I would never fail my own word.
Bridge
Cornucopia Modus says those triumphs of our
Lives would grow from under toe
Beyond the wondering land.
Swollen with a magic soil.
Cornucopia Modus says those triumphs of our
Lives would grow from under toe
Beyond the wondering land.
You'll be there before the end of the show.
Chorus
Hail! Hail!
I would never trail from my religion.
Hail! Hail!
I would never fail my own word.