Song Lyrics

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I once had a map to the Land of Love
But there’s thieves on this road, you see...
Some cute little girl with the greenest eyes
Come took it away from me…

And it matters not how polite I am now
I’m invisible to every last one…
This grand suit of armor so easily used
To fell evil has now lost its fun…

All this armor around me… so much power surrounds me…
And I’m LONELY!!!
My own freedom confounds me, as the reasons run ‘round me…
AND I AM LOOONLEY!!!

I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!
I AM UNTOUCHABLE!
I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!!
I AM UNLOVABLE!

I awoke this morning dreading the thought
Of waking up to my own mum…
But alas, the day that I’d moved away
I’d forgotten had already come…

And I lay there to ponder the feeling I felt.
It wasn’t relief, and nor was it fright…
But I oddly found myself wondering
If morning eggs would still be worth the fight…

All this armor around me… so much power surrounds me…
And I’m LONELY!!!
My own freedom confounds me, ALL THESE REASONS, THEY HOUND ME!
AND I’M LOOONLEY!!!

I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!
I AM UNTOUCHABLE!
I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!!
I AM UNLOVABLE!

I HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO JUST GET ALONG
IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT CAUSING A STIR!
I HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO SIT AND REST FOR AWHILE…
I KICKED MY OWN COMFORT TO THE CURB!

IT’S NOT AN EASY THING TO BE COMPLETELY COMMITTED
TO THE FRUITION OF ALL YOUR DREAMS!
BUT ONCE YOU FINALLY DO, THEN SEE, THE JOKE’S ON YOU!
NOBODY UNDERSTANDS SUCH PASSION, IT SEEMS!

IS THERE ANYONE IN THIS WORLD I CAN TURN TO
TO GIVE ME WHAT MY ARMOR DENIES?
IS THERE ANYWHERE A WOMAN WITH THE COURAGE
TO STOKE THE FLAMES OF PASSION BURNING IN MY EYES?

FOR THIS INFERNO IS FIERCE, AND IT KNOWS NO MERCY
FOR ANY OF ITS ENEMIES!
BUT IT IS NOT ETERNAL! AND THE FUEL THAT IT NEEDS
IS A PRECIOUS COMODITY!

I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!
I AM UNTOUCHABLE!
I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!!
I AM UNLOVABLE!

All this armor around me… so much power surrounds me…
And I’m LONELY!!!
My own freedom confounds me, as the reasons THEY POUND ME!!!
AND I AM LOOONLEY!!!

I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!
I AM UNTOUCHABLE!
I AM THE GOLIATH ASSASSIN!!
I AM UNLOVABLE!

Gather around me now, all you un-disciplined fools…
And have a laugh at the three-foot boy…
Who dresses in paint cans and swings around with a stick…
Saying one day, he’ll be “the savior of this troubled land”…

…For what is there ever grand… about a wanna'-be hero…
With no opportunity… to fight for a woman’s hand?

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