Runnin' down a purple shallow, goin' down somewhere. Goin' down the alleyway, lookin' for a dead dog with a custard pie. I am looking for a dildo in the sky.
A yellow moon hung low in the sky. The snake will crawl, the raven fly. And guilty hands will grip the wheel. Keep on the road, no skid or peel. And then I drove right down the road.
Someone smashed my alarm. It's got me on the edge. You know it's so sharp. (aaaaaaaa...). And you know I won't go. You know I won't go. I don't wanna go.
Bright morning stars are rising. Bright morning stars are rising. Bright morning stars are rising. Day is a'breaking in my soul. . Oh where are our dear fathers.
Oh, my, but you have a pretty face,. You favor a girl that I knew,. I imagine that she's still in Tennessee,. And, by God, I schould be there, too. I've a sadness too sad to be true..
Coming down from Tennessee riding on the line. Thinking about the girl of mine couldn't keep from crying. . Honey babe I'm bound to ride. Don't you want to go.
In the land of Breathed County was raised a crooked man. Made the county dry and the prices high. For the bootleg whiskey man. His age was barely twenty-one, his family was ashamed.
Oh Beautiful Star of Bethlehem. Shining afar through shadows dim. Giving the light for those who long have gone. Guiding the wise men on their way. Unto the place where Jesus lay.
Little girl, baby girl. (Little girl). She's my darling, little precious baby girl. Like an angel to me and I know that. He sent from Heaven, my little baby girl.
I sit alone and watch the clock. Trying to collect my thoughts. All I think about is you. And so I cry myself to sleep. and hope the devil I dont meet.
(Intro). Wicked [x5]. It's a dubadub style. . (Chorus). From the western town, on the ganja. Come on now!. Dubadub come from, this area. Come on, now!.
(Chorus). Rich people cross the border. but the poor people cannot (x2). . Verse 1. lucky if you got the passport. you get to the closest aeroport. the is not like the people on the boat.
Go your own way. Go your own way in life. And let me follow mine. And maybe our paths will cross again. In another place and another time. . So confused by the bludgeon of bland routine.
The goodhead, a dream, no more, no less. Security you'll find in it's false caress. On this safety, i turn my back. To find my own way, in the unmapped black.
You have nothing that I want. Nothing that I need. And your bullshit trend lifestyle. Is meaningless to me. . When confronted with your ignorance. I swallow back a sneer.
The time is now. The time is right. To forget old scores. Finally unite. This time we'll win. Dreams come alive. U.K.H.C. Is finally on the rise. . Unity is bullshit.
Sick of this shit. Been as low as I go. Now the tables will turn. Now everyone must know. The hunter's become the hunted. I will take you down one by one.
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Misery. The company it keeps. Is for me. All these things. We keep repeating. . Like a wheel. That keeps turning. If I could break away. From this moment.