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Lizzy Borden lyrics - Deal With The Devil

There Will Be Blood Tonight

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I think I'm radioactive, gentlemen prefer bombs Holy smoker in the black chair Setting of the smoke alarm There's a killer down in Detroit He had no face but left a name Call me god just like you mean it Cause now the world is mine to blame The world is mine, the world is mine The world is my world, the world is my world The world is mine, this is my world Dark places in a dark heart And now it's pouring acid rain I'll take a sentimental journey across my wrist to leaky veins Well I can take you I can make you You know it's down to us or them Call me god this time you mean it Cause I'm rising up again Sex for sacrilegious priests, hypocritcal jesus freaks I'm an angel's son with a loaded gun I'm on a mission of mercy I'm a killer, I'm a gun for hire You're a sinner And I'm the god of hell fire (chorus) Call me god, I'm the lord You call me god, cause it's my world

Lord Is It Mine

I know that there's a reason why I need to be alone You show me there's a silent place that I can call my own Is it mine, Oh Lord is it mine? You know I get so weary from the battles in this life And there's many times it seems that you're the only hope in sight Is it mine, Oh Lord is it mine? CHORUS: When everything's dark and nothing seems right, There's nothing to win and there's no need to fight I never cease to wonder at the cruelty of this land But it seems a time of sadness is a time to understand Is it mine, Oh Lord is it mine? CHORUS When everything's dark and nothing seems right, You don't have to win and there's no need to fight If only I could find a way To feel your sweetness through the day The love that shines around me could be mine. So give us an answer, won't you, We know what we have to do, There must be a thousand voices trying to get through.

Blind Man

Paul Gross
Gray socks and black shoes, black hair and eyes so true A smile like a cool wind blowing through lips that kiss like a fool These are the memories I have of you No, these are the gifts I took from you Your skin is so close to mine that it seems to know my name And your laugh -- well, let's just say Something wicked this way came And in this old hotel my heart pounds like a drum It beats with the rhythm of missing you This is the rhythm of missing you Chorus: Take a look at the blind man, the fool ain't got no cane The blind man he's dancing in the driving rain Well, I am that blind man and I can finally see What I've always known: you belong to me There ain't nothing wrong with this hotel that a big bomb couldn't fix My doorman he's a reprobate and the maid she's been turning tricks And in my broken sleep I wake up from some pain My heart drifts through the window and sails into the rain Oh Lord, I miss you, I miss you here in the dark This comes from Nashville, baby It's a call from a wounded heart And if I want this heart of mine to ever mend I guess I'm gonna have to find you again Yeah, I'll have to find you again

Everythings Good

Everything's good Everything's good Ain't no stoppin, it's on and poppin Red Dogg , yeah I keep the bunnies hoppin Don't quit, on the microphone I spit and spat so get wet cause I get it like that GOO/HEAD act like ya knew that I'm black infact and I'm stayin true GOO/HEAD now feel the bass as mu homies POP spit to ya face' As I spit to your face burning eye's like Mace pump your fist in the air as I take your mind to another journey another level raisin up got my grip on the shevel diggin them up diggin them up sittin them up for the groove you better not move raising them up raising them up in the hood Chorus: Everything's good in the hood tonight the homies got the sack to make me feel alright It's all good, so everybody sing I'm talking on the Jay Cause it ain't no thang It's all good, so everybody sing you'll never catch me slippin cause I feel alright It's all good, it's all good tonite you'll never catch me slippin cause my game is tight I'll be God Damn It's a dirty shame tip that cup funked up again now I'm tore up Bitch! Cause my friend through up and do it All over again I GET LOADED Like every day weed to the brain straight blowed away I GET LOADED and I'll never choke as I lay back and blow a little smoke Pass the joy on down, look around one time keep the mist in the air recline you'll find the mastermind einstein blow a little smoke in the air one time Feel me black – you know it's all good Fat dub sack – getting blazed in da hood Is it really like that? Is it really so phat? – you know that Repeat Hook & Chorus

POW 369

DARRYL WORLEY "I Miss My Friend"
POW 369 (Stephen Dale Jones) I was flying down the highway Weaving in and out of traffic I was racing time An old man pulled out in front of me And I went crazy as can be I lost my mind I blew my horn till I got close enough to see And what was on his car-tag sure convicted me chorus: POW 369 I should salute you from this heart of mine And thank you for placing your life on the line For me, I'm free I pray that the rest of your journey is a peaceful one And may you take your own sweet time Mr. POW 369 The things we take for granted In this life we lead are tragic We should be ashamed He left his home and family And cast his fate across the sea Would we do the same Well I sure bet he's got some stories he could tell Ain't that many ever made it back from hell chorus Let me thank you one more time Mr. POW 369

Piece Of Work

JIMMY BUFFETT "License To Chill"
I'm a piece of work, I'm iron and lace I'm shy, I'm right up in your face I'm all dumbfounded, stubborn as an ass Sharp as an arrow in a pile of glass. I'm a sweetheart, genius, reckless jerk. Lord, have mercy, I'm a piece of work. Well the Lord made me on a long thin limb Made sure I'd remeber him or her In the middle of a long dark night Creation crazy, death-sheet white Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb I am who the hell I am Even better, bad to worse, Down to the letter, I'm a piece of work. I'm a piece of work I'm an angels fiend Bathed in lavender and gasoline Scared brave, shallow in an ink black well Lightly browned in the fires of hell Wicked, holy, full on fake Best known for my big mistake I'm zen wise, peaceful, gone berserk Good God almighty, What a piece of work. I'm a dreadful sight, I just don't care Spent all morning pull out my hair Woke at dawn with a crazy spin I was half the day trying to glue back in Mother, bloody mary, please Wipe that smile right off your knees I'm the CEO of the mailroom clerks Lord have mercy, I'm a piece of work. I'm a piece of work, I'm a love sick boy Cloth cap, caviar, and corduroy All over the map, justa lost in space With a filthy mind and a choirboy's face Heels up, head down, straight on through Watch out woman, I'm a get to you I'm a gladiator with a mind to irk I'm a see you later, I'm a piece of work.

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