Roy Cohn Lyrics

Mr. Roy Cohn

Depressed and alone

Well he knows

Capote don't care

About Answered Prayers

And he knows

We all fall from grace

Don't kid yourself that it's not so

We all fall from grace

Old Errol Flynn

Robs the cradle again

Well he knows

Poor Judy drones

There's no place like home

She knows

We all fall from grace

Don't kid yourself that it's not so

We all fall from grace

Into the maelstrom we go

All of the villains and heroes

That march in the human parade

Count back from 2000 to zero

The Piper has always been paid

Dylan Thomas goes down

After eighteen rounds

Yeah he knows

Superman wrote

In his suicide note

That he knows

We all fall from grace

Don't kid yourself that it's not so

We all fall from grace

Into the maelstrom we go