Matador - Blues Traveler, Thompson Square

The crowd’s up on its feet

A sacrifice is what they seek

For they know not what they see

When the final blow is dealt

A coup de grâce in his suit of lights

Will live to fight another fight

But the beast is gonna die tonight

Like the last ringing of a bell

All hail the Matador

It’s what we paid our money for

He’ll make sure we don’t care no more

As the blood turns the dust red

What if we all bear the sin?

Subversively the bull should win

But we all know how this song ends

It’s forever in our heads, forever in our heads

All hail the Matador

All hail the Matador

Now he stands there all alone

Paper seats the crowd is gone

Ruling from a vacant throne

The table’s finally turned

Now he finds himself the bull

His heart is empty, the ache is full

The people’s love the only rule

Some people never learn

All hail the Matador

It’s what we paid our money for

He’ll make sure we don’t care no more

As the blood turns the dust red

What if we all bear the sin?

Subversively the bull should win

But we all know how this song ends

It’s forever in our heads, forever in our heads

All hail the Matador

All hail the Matador

It’s what we paid our money for

He’ll make sure we don’t care no more

When the blood turns the dust red

What if we all bear the sin?

Subversively the bull should win

But we all know how this song ends

It’s forever in our heads, it’s forever in our heads

It’s forever in our heads

All hail, all hail the Matador

Forever in our heads

It’s what we pay our money for

Seems like we don’t care no more

All hail the Matador