2017
Henry Wilson 2008

Ride in on the westbound
to a terminal disease
now the old day's dried up, shake it,
break it, bend it at the knees
just take me to your leader, kiddo
take me to your king
'cause i'm the cat's meow
and i'm the new big thing
see me dancing on the ballast
with the leopards of the palace
here we go

Ride a bolt of lightning
on the rosy tips of dawn
our brand new age is brightening
and the yesterday's are gone
so put me in the center, baby
put me in the scene
'cause i'm the phantom king
of twentiseventeen
i'm burning just a little
as the city plays the fiddle
here we go

Mother raised you right
taught the way
how to keep in the light
Father raised you well
showed the way
how to keep you from hell
When death comes on the wing
cock your hat
wear the feathers he bring

Raise your baby right
show him which
are the demons to fight
Raise your baby well
show the way
how to keep him from hell
When death comes in the spring
grow your hair
wear the flowers he bring