The creator has a mastertape (extended)

He captured and collected things

And he put them in a shed

He raised a proper family

So he could tie them to a bedThe creator had a master tape

But he left it in a cab

I stared into the void tonight

The best dream I ever hadHe worked himself into the ground

And drove a spike into his head

A voice said lare you happy now?

Your sordid home is running red?Pills and chloroform

All the pages torn

Songwriters

WILSON, STEVEN/BALCH, COLIN EDWIN/BARBIERI, RICHARD/HARRISON, GAVIN RICHARDPublished by

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