David Paich)



Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra

Is he wearing a familiar face

Does he still live below Seventh Avenue

With the princess dipped in lace



Does he know that I'm a soldier of fortune

And not a victim of circumstance

We drew lots for his soft underbelly

Now his fate is sealed with my lance



CHORUS

I can tell by the look in your eye

You've never seen the man with nothing to say

I can tell by the look in your eye

You'd better watch yourself

St. George is on his way



Is it true that he's a mighty warrior

And a viper of the first degree

I've been sentenced here to slay the giant

Geld this fear I cannot see



Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra

Is he wearing a familiar face

Does he still live below Seventh Avenue

In the slums of Satan's grace



CHORUS

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