[Intro]. . CAOS 1o1,C.A.O.S,no H 'cos. I don't hate I appreciate and Congradulate. One of One Over One,One Other One. Damage Control [. DC] to the Grave.
Verse 1. I joined this group a long time ago. traveling 'round the country doing a lot of shows. then the Lord showed me I was doing it all wrong. He told me to spread His word through all of my songs.
Written by Marla Cannon-Goodman, Ronnie Bowman & Buddy Cannon. 2003 Universal Music Corp./Big Orange Dog Music (ASCAP)Sony/. ATV Tree Pub./William Franklin Music (BMI)/Run Slow Music (ASCAP).
Written by Ronnie Bowman & Buddy Cannon. 2003 Sony/ATV Songs LLC and William Franklin Music admin.. by Sony/ATV Music Pub. (ASCAP)(BMI). . I feel you everywhere.
She takes her happy pills. They keep her happy. Is everybody here on drugs?. . Mad cows like bumblebees. With chemistry degrees. Is everybody here on drugs?.
Deffrwch Cymry cysglyd, gwlad y gn. Dwfn yw'r gwendid, bychan yw'r fflam. Creulon yw'r cynhaeaf, ond per yw'r dn. 'Da alaw'r alarch unig yn fy mron. .
You ran out of stories and the night is long. Like the iciest winter, we struggle, the bond has gone. Traps sprung in conversation. And your silence is welcome.
But she only came to gloat. It stuck right there in my throat. How she loved to turn the screw. And leave you feel indebted to her fantasies and views.
Back again, where did you stray?. No hands salute the change. If you glance then look the other way. Not even success would sway your reasons. . He was a favourite friend of mine.
I'm gonna change my immediate circle of friends. I'm gonna run away and join the circus, oh yeah. Oh they've been leading me around in circles, round and round.
Both born of lust and deceit. We are lovers who will never meet. Wants fade but just in the same room. When you knew not of me nor I of you. Something inside dies.
If I was with a woman, she'd wonder what was happening. Little things would slowly go askew. If I was with a woman, I'd make her quite unhappy. Specially when she did not want me to.
I'm cured, hurrah!. I never thought it would be this easy. Cured, bizzare.... How abstinence can wipe the slate clean. . I'm through with that. It ain't my time, I'm rewarded poorly.
(All right then, you think you're some bad girl, you just. wait till someone else gets hold of you and beats the. living daylights out of you). . I put horse's heads in peoples beds.
nothing is what we are. silence surrounds our presence. no longer can we speak. the days why can't they end?. a different kind of magic. controls the few of mortals.
{So like, what he wants from me?. Yo, tell me about it, it's cold world out there. Sometimes, I think I'm gettin' a lil' frosty myself}. . My shell, mechanical found ghost.
Ding-a-ling-a-ling, gyal make me sing. You do yo thing to me. Ding-a-ling-a-ling, gyal make me sing. You do yo thing to me. . You got me right where you want me.