Can you tell me where I might find the hydra Is he wearing a familiar face Does he still live below seventh avenue With the princess dipped in lace and not a victim of circumstance We drew lots for his soft underbelly Now his fate is sealed with my lance
Chorus: I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself St. george is on his way
Is it true that he's a mighty warrior And a viper of the first degree I've been sentenced here to slay the giant Geld this fear I cannot see
Can you tell me where I might find the hydra Is he wearing a familiar face Does he still live below seventh avenue In the slums of satan's grace
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