anymore And there?s a high school girl with a bourgeois dream Just like the pictures in the magazine She found on the floor of the laundromat A woman
the reveries. I turn into a bird, Carry further than the word is heard. "woman let me in! I turn into the wind. I blow you a cold kiss, Stronger than
Losing is for losers, winners play to win Always love the sinner, you may even like the sin The door that used to open has closed without a crack Woman
Sunday mornin', ten a.m. My mouth is dry and my blood's runnin' thin I know where I need to be And I promise you, I'll be on that pew next week But I
't seem like people to me Inside there's always a door That let's you out to escape away Shake hands with the killer in your head Don't lie to the devil
chance to seek insanity I can't save you 'cause I hate me The lord is my weapon And I see him shoot pawns Woman is the devil God is a gun Everyone you
I can't save you, cuz I hate me The lord is my weapon, I see him shoot porn Woman is a devil, GOD IS A FRAUD Everyone you knew, everything you've ever
Man reaches in his pocket Pulls out a gun Fires off a bullet Hits the woman in the lungs Half a second later His coat starts to smoke Bombs going off Yells a
Well, there's a woman sittin' on the floor She wonders what she's here for There's a needle sittin' by the door There's a woman with a hand to God She
a sketchy little woman And she walked a crooked line She took a page from the Bible Turnin' water into wine She talked about a spirit Said she had a
in my head, shake the song off Another manic Monday night, its gonna be a long walk A car pulled up, a fixed up Cutlass A woman and a child climbed
Fourhundred years back in this time Seven doors hotel A massacre took place and a young man died Opened on gate to hell The Eibon is open use your eyes
me in a dream Then lightning struck and thunder roared And nothing was as it seemed A two-headed doctor walked on the water And buried a lemon outside my door
land From these horsemen in iron This is fear You've all turned up Now the atmosphere Is thicker than blood From Gehenna to here A release of sin It
Daddy was a gambler back in seventy-two He had a taste for the nightlife and he loved his booze He had a woman on one arm and a tattoo on the other It
hard on a man? Is there something you see, woman That a man can't understand? It must have been the devil That put me here And cause a man to question
a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
A WOMAN AND A MAN WHO LIVED IN STRIFE HE WAS TIRED OF BEIN' POOR AND HE WASN'T INTO SELLIN' DOOR TO DOOR AND HE WORKED LIKE THE DEVIL TO BE MORE A DIFFERENT