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Terry McClain: Guitars, vocals, lyrics
Jonathan Abel: Drums, outro D'N'B tweaking
Keith McQuarrie: Bass

Lyrics

Hail to the magic makers and the tricks that they show
Can I be obliged to this magic that we all already own
Or can make in time
No good deeds left unnoticed, get on with your own in your place and time

Do you not even like who you are?
Don't say it doesn't matter when it does
Do you not even like what I love?
Things can only get better

Hail to the project takers who bring gold to the slums
Where they had no power
Just left beating their own thugs with thoughts of their own
In their finest hour
No more fear to be robbed with, just take what you own
Or they'll make you cower

(Chorus)/ We will surely do you no harm as you make it carrying on
But they will never leave you alone

Hail to the magic makers who have dreams of their own
And arranged desires that keep wondering how we all will use what we know
It can take some time, No new reason for all this, just hug and go home
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