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the sea Exclusive illusion, join the church of thieves On our road to hell To hell Yes, to hell Join the church Down the road to hell To hell
pig named swine A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind The swine fell for the short tail But no way in hell was earth that stale Stone
Drive a hard bargain baby Think about you all night long This road ain't getting shorter Night's getting longer Think about your good lov'in arms
pillows, blood on they robes Disguised as beggar in cheap wool clothes Lambs and wolfs in black hoods, pull out they gats Like magic wands, castin' spells, sendin' niggaz to Hell
I chose her I grabbed her hand, I took her backstage with me We tore it off my friend, now she's yours again I'm like the Big Bad Wolf on the microphone
the moon as if you were wounded but no, you're the one showing teeth, ready to feast on newborn beginnings as you cry wolf. We know, 8,064 hours of
the bend, really drive you insane! [Tomas:] Death on wheels, speeding bastard!! [Jonas:] Mystery machine going faster and faster!! [Tomas:] Carry on screaming, suicide master!! [Jonas:] On a road
Last July, I drank a bottle of Wolf Blass And passed out in the tall grass on Portabello Road Yeah, the sky was alive held you like a gemstone Got lost
for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, 'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
, blood on they robes Disguised as beggar in cheap wool clothes Lambs and wolfs in black hoods, pull out they gats Like magic wands, castin' spells, sendin' niggaz to Hell
re safer not together We're lethal when apart We're hell-bent on doing the things we love We're hell-bent on doing the things we love We're hell-bent
of a wolf in a night when he hunts For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves Can't tell these niggas nothin' though Bullets wak'em up well, take 'em to hell
full moon, I hear the wolf howl And one more drink will put me on the ground But tonight I've gone too far to turn around Is there a heaven or a hell
get right, get baptized Tomorrow I could probably have a pretty good life But tonight I don't think I'll slow these horses down There's a full moon, I hear the wolf
I was 18yrs old when I went down to Dublin with a fistful Of money and a cartload of dreams "Take your time" said me father Stop rushing like hell and
girl cus I chose her I grabbed her hand; I took her backstage with me We tore it off my friend, now she's yours again I'm like the Big Bad Wolf on the
named swine A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind The swine fell for the short tail But no way in hell was Earth that stale Stone chicken
