Thomas Argus Video (MV)

Thomas Argus makes no bones he makes determination

When you can't see very far
You must be stuck where you are
If we could just fly away
Fly away
A life as ours blind to the day

The village by the river side has been blighted by an ancient dragon
Afob of the Iron Rule
Ironed shirts!
Keep your hands out of your pockets
Memo to the villagers
Stay on task
First things first
All meetings should be productive
Clock in clock out
No overtime in the village
Ladies in stockings
No open toed shoes
Gentlemen in ties
Ironed shirts! Iron Rule!
Billable time
External client service
All villagers must correctly report their fruitful labor or be tied in
Tied in red tape!
Tied in red!
Poor townsfolk living in drudgery
Day in day out
Clock in clock out
No interruption to the schedule
Under Afob's Iron Rule
Ironed shirts!
All are bound by endless bureaucracy
Regulatory
Superfluous supervision
On the face of each village worker
Management insists
To maintain uniformity
To maintain integrity
A happy mask is worn
Happy smiling faces
Happy smiling faces on the happy happy happy working working working population

This village life is dark and cold
No rest from strife, no joy to know
At work day's end when you lay down your head
You can lie awake
Lie ain't so sweet when all you taste is sour
Tasting only our toil by the hour
Wide-eyed in darkness either night or day
You can lie awake
You can lie awake

Who will bring us light?
Who'll restore our eyes?
Won't you show your might?
Thomas, make it right!

Call Thomas Argus he can give us light
Call Thomas Argus he can give us eyes
Call Thomas Argus he can give us might
Call Thomas Argus he can make it right

Thomas Argus makes no bones he makes a regiment

This magus hears the call he drops into the world
Here he comes with this patient hands and his patient heavy heart
Reaching into his great big bag of wizard tricks
Laying a pattern out of sculpted stones and sticks
With steadfast coaching each minute form comes alive

His army jumps to action well prepared to fight
A tiny band of beautiful soldiers launching into flight
Swirling 'round the archon beast
Hear them howl
Glittering like lares

They call him Thomas Argus
He can see right through the shite
Show him a beastly foe or woe
He'll give 'em a right goodnight
They call him Thomas Argus
Though any man can say
He's as common as day likes a roll in the hay
And an ale at the end of the day

He looks into the dragon's eyes
He looks into the dragon's eyes
Thomas Argus looks into the dragon's eyes
He looks into the dragon's heart
He looks into the dragon's heart
Thomas Argus looks into the dragon's heart
It's getting smaller

We name our magus Argus
For he can see the truth
A visual acuity
A chromoscopic view
Thomas William Alexander
Is taken back into the sky
With his atomic army
And his altruistic eye

Tommy Magus makes not bones he makes a gloria