Holocaust, in flames of fear burns fantasy. Liberty is just another masqueraded lie. Break the world, set it all ablaze. . With an iron fist you lead the way.
Lonesome. Im just a lonesome child. Well im lonesome. just a lonesome child. . Every guy i know is trying to drive me wild. Baby dont mistreat me, im A long way from home.
Now I walked into a beer tavern. To give a girl a nice time. When I entered, I had forty-five dollars. When I left I had one dime. . Wasn't that a beer drinkin' woman?.
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba-da. He's my baby. Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba-da. My little baby boy. Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba-da. He's my only. Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba-da.
All I wanna see is to see the sun. The sun that's inside. It's a little burnin' sun. I will bask in the glow of its rayz. And I will feel so warm inside.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Y'all ain't ready for this shit. Y'all ain't ready. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's go, yo. . You ho's know I stay jig, Roc wear sweat suits.
Tonight I'm burning old love letters. Photographs and memories of you. Hoping somehow I'll feel better. And when the smoke is gone I won't want you. .
When she left I locked the door and pulled the shades. Now I'm living in a six room grave. All my reasons for living have died so I'm living buried alive.
Well I had me a girl with the golden curles she vowed to treat me right. But here I am and I'm all alone on the Brooklyn Bridge tonight. On the Brooklyn Bridge tonight.
[Chants 9x]. . The path that I walk is out of time.... Oh, did you know I was born to shine?. The path that I climb is out of time.... Oh, did you know that I was born to shine?.
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am. But they won't let my secret go untold. I paid the debt I owed 'em but they're still not satisfied.
BOP-A-LENA. WRITERS MEL TILLIS, WEBB PIERCE. RECORDED BY RONNIE SELF. . Oop-scooby-dooby-lena, go-gal-go. bop-a-lena, bop-a-lena, she's my gal. Oh, bop-a-lena, bop-a-lena, yeah she's my gal.
I thought I had seen pretty girls in my time but that was before I met you. I never saw one that I wanted for mine but that was before I met you. I thought I was swinging the world by the tail I thought I could never be blue.
The man who preached the funeral said it really was a simple way to die. He laied to rest one afternoon and never opened up his eyes. They hired me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up some chairs.
When the years show in our faces from the thoughtless hand of time. And our youth is just a mem'ry to revive. (We'll spend many happy hours thumbing through the past desires.
River inside me. Like mud it flows. Eyes burning brightly. The creaking of the door. . Was he, the bastard cousin of Jesus?. Does he sit at your right hand?.
In this gray harbor of tears we are capsizing. Still waters belie the current that drags us down. Without a sun, shallow waters can only be black. As cold and as weathered as the leaves that clog your dead mouth.
What have you done?. Yes I'm talking to you. Your only son. The one you dressed in nails. . But I know how hard it is for you to show, show your love.
Light breaks through cracks in the sky,. My world is crashing down one truth at a time.. The ground is shaking, the walls are caving in,. Now I'm treading neck-deep in a pool of your sin..
Down on the corner by the traffic light. Everybody's lookin' as she goes by. They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone. Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on.