Carl Funk - 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