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shoot me
with the real thing
shoot me, me moth, me motha'
now's the time for you to get right and repent
I've been converted
sit right there and get educated, sit right there
I've been converted
peace, in the valley
I've been converted
peace, in the valley
sit right there and get educated, sit right there
You gotta ask yourself this question:
can a man who has fought in the jungles with I.V. Lenin against the running bell kept the least of pigs
sleepin and huntin so lonely that the rats would search back, be my redeemer? an'gotta say well maybe
yes, and maybe no, but I know that I gotta go somewhere, and that somewhere might as well be church
now's the time for you to get right and repent
I've been converted
fourty days you been tried and tempted
fourty nights you been out in the cold
every phone line conversation's intercepted
you can't reconnect 'cause the frequency is closed
so many winds you been out of direction
so many signs you ain't got nowhere to go, yeah
cadillac has got it's headlights disconnected
you're rollin' your wheels down the wrong side of the road
can you see them now?
can you see them now?
can you see the sisters swinging, yeah?
can you hear them now?
can you hear them now?
now's the time for you to get right and repent
can you hear the brothers singing, yeah?
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
so damn long since we sung this song, let's go back to church
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
any day now, any way, any how, let's go back to church
I've been converted
'cause see,
you drink the wine but it, it tastes like water
and ya broke the bread but it, it turned into stone
the sacrament it lays scattered on the pavement
and the covenants you kept they'd all been stolen under the soul
you can see them now
yeah, you can see them now
you can see the sisters swinging, yeah
I know it now
yeah you can hear them now
yeah you can hear them now
hear the brothers singing yeah
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
its been so damn long since we sung this song
let's go back to church
let's go back to church, yeah
let's go back to church
any day now any way any how, let's go back to church
right back
ive been converted
ive been con
right back
ive been converted
ive been
the Lord knows I
the Lord knows I
the Lord knows I
I've been converted
long time
the lord knows I
take your time
the lord knows I
back to you, oh Lord
the lord knows I
ohhhh
I've been converted
yeah cause I'm talkin' with the street angels on this road
I aint goin away, no way
church is where I'm goin to stay every time i come to church I feel a'low, alive, resuscitated
ain't no fear I chase all them demons away right here in church, yes sir
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
I'm gonna lift up my soul to the sunshine
now, any how
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
yeah the lights in heaven goin to shine on this
people get ready, there's a train a comin
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
now, any how
say it now
let's go back to church
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everybody gotta run sometime, now
I come home late, I come home early
come home big when I'm feelin small
come home straight or come home fucked up
sometimes I don't come home at all
what in the world has come over me?
what in heaven's name have I done?
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run
you've got a heart that burns and a fever
you've got a worried and a jealous mind
so how can a love that lasts forever
leave me so damn far behind?
tell me now,
what in the world has come over me?
what in heaven's name have I done?
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run
it's a'mighty mean and a dreadful sorrow
crossed that evil line today
I can't think about tomorrow
you see, I ain't got one word to say
so tell me now,
what in the world has come over me?
what in heaven's name have I done?
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run
just to be on the run
just to be on the run
Lord above, I'm
out there runnin' just to be on the run
sweet goddamn pretty motha'fuckin' country acid house music all night long
Hank Williams on the jukebox Jack Daniels in your hand you ain't never goin' home
'cause D. Wayne Love he owns your soul and the barber owns your coat
your lady owns your key and the only goddamn thing you own is a guilty concience
don't give a fuck if the lights are low
and the ladies are leading you on
and the whiskey flows like the crystal streams they say flow in heaven
and the choir sings as you sink deeper down
deep, deep, deeper down
into the comfort of your own narcolepsy
narcolepsy
narcolepsy
narcolepsy
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You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.
She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.
But you're looking good, baby,
I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down,
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.
But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
When you woke up this morning everything you had was
gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like a voice telling you there was something you should
know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
- ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
the others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you
didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
Mama said you'd be the Chosen One.
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
You got yourself a gun.
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last train to mashville, girl
you got on board
packed up your medicines, left without a word
now you're strung out in suburbia waitin for that call
you just chill out by yourself behind your front door
you lost the plot again
where you are now aint clear
it's a misty morning memory
the road and took you here
your special k keeps the chills away
with your needle and your spoon
starin' at the walls sharin your score with no one
and u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
I don't see you under the strobe light on the dancefloor
it's been awhile since I saw your ultraviolet smile
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
bein' a loverman and a dj
lots of girls come down the front when I'm on the one's and two's
there was this one particular girl though
she was so beautiful she used to knock my eyes out every damn time
one night, she took this funny little heart shaped pill and just died right there in front of me
now she don't dans 2 tekno anymore
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
u don't dans 2 tekno
so sad since you let it go
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
yeah I'll tell you now
your 808 and the 303 ain't the friends that they used to be
you got no time for sweet 909
you said goodbye to Chicago
and Detroit said you Lord, you let her go
and there ain't no guest list at the border line
all the people sing
and u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
I don't see you under the strobelight on the dancefloor
it's been awhile since I saw your ultraviolet smile
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
no, u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
lord above
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
u don't dans 2 tekno
so sad since you let it go
and u dont dans 2 tekno anymore
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
hip hop or electro
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
u don't dans 2 tekno anymore
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temptation
temptation
comrades, people of the world
temptation
we ain't got nothin to lose
temptation
but the goddamn bourgeoisie blues
temptation
Mr. I.V. Lenin the Lenin of love
temptation
gonna make us feel so fine with a hit
temptation
of socialism in the mainline
temptation
Bourgeoisie parlimentarianism (no way)
the highest state of society
third world debt
third world exploitation (damn)
what a society we're living in (you're right I.V.)
selling third world drugs at first world prices!
they say Lenin was wrong
Who says? (that's right)
it's enough to give me the fucking blues
i know you're searchin for some new sensation cause I saw you with the sugar man
you took a taste of that sweet salvation now you're eating out the palm of his hand
you hear some line from a song that reminds you of the time when you were seventeen
the memory moves you but you feel kinda confused 'cause now money is your melody
looks like
temptation got a hold on you
she's eating away at your dreams
you're so hungry for that smell of money
you been wastin away for years
tempation
yeah, you been tempted brother
you been tempted sister, too
hear you were hustlin with some heavy connections
hooked up on those dollars and dimes
you were looking for thrills and dressed up to kill
any motherfucker messin with your goldmine
but now you, you walk the line tryin to buy yourself time
with some honey backed guarantee
but the bees they arent buzzin
and the flies they are hummin
around the holes in your hypocracy
looks like
temptation got a hold on you
she's eating away at your dreams
you're so hungry for that smell of money
you been wastin away for years
tempation
temptation got a hold on you
she's eating away at your dreams
and i tell ya
you're so hungry for that smell of money
you been wastin away for years
temptation
waste away now
temptation got a hold on you
temptation got a hold on you
what do we want?
?more central state? government
what kind of power?
soviet power
temptation
temptation
it's enough to give me the fucking blues!
socialism
straight in the mainline
socialism
straight in the mainline
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
i see you
temptation got a hold on you
i see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
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Larry Love, do you remember when I came upon you in that place of sufferin in the valley of darkness?
I took away all your pain and put love in your cold, cold heart
and from that day forward told you to go out and spread my word through music
sweet, pretty, country acid music
from that day larry, you not only joined my church, you embraced my whole philosophy, my whole way of life, because remember little man, don't you gonna goa
I believe I'm gonna shut down the chakra
shift sheva off of my shelf
take down my tye-dye's, my tibetan bells
cool down my karma with a can of o.p.t.
ain't no call for Casteneda in my frontline library
'cause there's one thing I know
Lord above
I ain't gonna go
I ain't gonna goa
ain't gonna goa, now
I ain't gonna goa
ain't gonna goa, now
there are people in the house
I ain't dancin trancin, no thanks, no chance to tranquilize me
I aint sippin no smart bar drinks yo, that dont satisify me
dosen up my dharma with a drop of gasoline
I ain't down with Mr. McKenna, tantric mantric talkin' don't move me
'cause there's one thing I know
Lord above
I ain't gonna go
I ain't gonna goa
ain't gonna goa, now
I ain't gonna goa
ain't gonna goa, now
I don't need no freaky, deeky, fractal geometry, crystal, silicon chip
I ain't walking long lay lines, reading no High Times put me on another bad trip
oh well, Timothy Leary just check out this theory,
he sold acid for the F.B.I.
Well, he ain't no website wonder, the guru just went under,
you can keep your California Sunshine
yeah, I believe you D. Wayne
'cause the righteous truth is there aint nothin worse than some fool lyin on some third world beach in spandex psychadelic trousers smokin damn dope, pretendin he gettin conciousness expansion, I want conciousness expansion I go to my local tabernacle and I sing!
aint' gonna go
ain't gonna goa, now
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Martin Luther King died for his love!
Kennedy died talking about something he couldn't even
understand, some kind of generalized love,
and he never even backed it up!
He was shot down! Bullshit,
"Love is the only weapon with which I got to fight".
I've got a hell of a lot of weapons to fight!
I got my claws, I got cutlasses,
I got guns, I got dynamite,
I got a hell of a lot of fight!
I'll fight! I'll fight! I will fight!
I will fight! I will fight! I will fight!
Let them hear it in the night!
Yes, we'll fight! They're listening.
Let the night roar! Let the night roar,
because they can hear us, they know we mean it.
We'll kill them if they come!
Mao Tse Tung said change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
Not thru talkin' and not through waitin'
And sittin' around just contemplatin' the facts
'Cos we know what they are
So let Mao Tse Tung be your guidin' star
Pick up a gun and learn how to fight
All thru the day and all thru the night
'Til come the day when the last fight's won
I want you to listen, son
'Cos Mao Tse Tung said change must come
Thru the barrel of a gun
I want you to listen, son
Change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
Okay. What was the basic premise of Mao?
Mao Tse Tung said there's only one way a revolution
can come. Do you know, Millie?
How did Mao Tse Tung say the only way you can bring
a revolution and keep it?
Where you onliest way I think you can keep it is by
being at peace and being honorable.
Oh, shit, I ain't no "being at peace"? Mao Tse Tung said that?
Oh
No no no no
Wait a minute Oh
he's the head of China. He's the head of the Revolution of China.
No, I'm sorry.
He marched 6000 people&on the Long March.
I had my mind on something else.
Okay then, wha wha what'd he say?
There only one way you can bring about a revolution for people.
Only way you can only way you can bring it on, that by is by killing.
Well, what yes, that's okay,
I'm going to let you pass it but what'd he say?
He had a nice little phrase that everybody should know.
"Change only comes"
Oh
You got it. "Change comes through&"
"through by a barrel of gun."
That's right, senior. And that's good.
'Cos you by rights would have every reason to forget
some things. "Change must come through the barrel of
gun," said Mao Tse Tung. This place would be a paradise
tomorrow if every department had a supervisor with a submachine gun.
Let them hear it in the night!
Yes, we'll fight! Let the night roar,
because they can hear us, they know we mean it.
We'll kill them if they come!
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
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shoot me, me, motha'fucka'
well, brothers and sisters I have a confession to make this evening
I've been a goddamn fool
hangin out on that street corner with hoes and junkies livin my life solo
but D. Wayne Love he walked into my life and he said "Larry, I've got a twelve step plan for you brother" and tonight for you people we're gonna share his message with you
step one: you've gotta consider yourself completely powerless under me, D. Wayne
step two: you figure that's just gotta be jelly 'cause jam don't shake like that
step three: make a searchin' inventory of all your good shit
step four: inventory taken and handed all willingly over to me
step five D. Wayne: heaven divined I am the real thing, get down on your knees
step six: and humbly ask me to remove your underpants
step seven: and make ready for me to do my thing
talk about step eight: naked now, you're ready to understand my kind of lovin'
step nine D. Wayne: lovin' mens, lovin' womens, lovin' all God's creatures
step ten: your divestment's complete, I may or may not be turned on by ye
step eleven: if I am turned on by ya, I'll probly think you're about ready to become
step twelve: a lonely little reverend, just makin' your way day by day in the congregation husslin for a dollar here, a dollar there bringin' it all back to the all powerful, all mighty, all wise, D.W.A.Y.N.E. Love
born to make love, baby
wanna get high now?
that's right
if you see me standin' on the corner
money in my hand
well I ain't waitin' for no taxi honey
I'm waitin' for my man
but I tell you,
he ain't sellin' heroin
he ain't sellin' crack cocaine
no sir, mister dope phene no fish today
he got enough of that stuff gonna move you up yeah
to the higher plane
so easy
shoot me up
in the main line
shoot me up
in the main line
with a hypo full of love
with a hypo full of love
shoot me up
deep down inside
c'mon
shoot me up
ain't no fun to get high
shoot me up
c'mon D. Wayne
with a hypo full of love
and his hypo full of love
your monkey's messin' with that medicine
and you're beatdown with the jones
I got the cure, you want it?
I see you're sweatin', shakin, your body's achin' badly
feel the fever in your bones now
oooh, so sick
trip, trip, trip, trippin' out
just start a countin' the minutes down to lose the misery, yeah
losin' faith, sucker? no way
baby there's no need to go under
ring the D. Wayne's number
up an' you'll be feelin' free
seven three eight L, O, V, E Love
singin,
shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
yeah, you'll all feel fine
c'mon shoot me up
every damn day
with a hypo full of love
with a hypo full of love
shoot me up
deep down inside
c'mon shoot me up
yeah, you just can't hide
c'mon shoot me up
with D. Wayne Love
with a hypo full of love
listen up now
got ta
shoot
shoot
shoot me mother fucker
D. Wayne's on the main line, tell him what you want
D. Wayne's on the main line, tell him what you want
D. Wayne's on the main line, tell him what you want
just call him up and tell him what you want
if you're sick and you wanna get well, tell him what you want
oh, it don't hurt now
if you're sick and you wanna get well, tell him what you want
hold on, I'm comin'
if you're sick and you wanna get well, tell him what you want
just call him up and tell him what you want
with my hypo full of love
I need a hit D. Wayne, I need a motha'fuckin' hit
straight in the mainline
yeah, Larry
are you ready to cry?
shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
with a hypo full of love
with a hypo full of love
shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
with a hypo full of love
with a hypo full of love
shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
with a hypo full of love
with a hypo full of love
shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
c'mon shoot me up
in the main line
with a hypo full of love
with a hypo full of love
take it down
oh, shoot me up
shoot me up
shoot me up
with a hypo full of love
oh, shoot me up
shoot me up
shoot me up
with a hypo full of love
shoot me up
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I lived with my mamma
'til I was sixteen
old time religion
the sweetest of dreams
and now that I'm agin'
and concience is dead
in my left hand the Bible
in my right hand an old purple tin
I went to the doctor
'cause I was unwell
he said, "my boy,
you all shot to hell
I go'n write you a prescription
for some pure heroin"
but I traded that sucker
for a six pack of that old purple tin
the old purple tin
the old purple tin
sweet testament Lord
to the state that im in
I drunk it all day
I drunk it all night
the old purple tin
oh Lord, lights up my life
I am in prision
the light never shines
I can't see my bible
so dark is the night
I'm waiting for letters
that never get sent
all my brothers and sisters
on the corner with that old purple tin
the old purple tin
the old purple tin
sing it now
sweet testament Lord
sweet nine percent, Lord
to the state that I'm in
I have drunk it all day
I have drunk it all night
the old purple tin
oh Lord, lights up my life
lights up my life
lights up my life
lights up my life
Goodnight, Larry
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Jack he dont chill
he's popped too many pills
says he's gonna set all the people free
Jane's much the same
she's never played the game
they used to like to keep me company
they never could stand still
always up on that hill
said they had to check out the territory
'cause see the word was out
there was no doubt about it
undercover men on every corner of their property
Jack he just took Jane by the hand
he said, "come over here awhile honey, 'cause tonight
I'm gonna take you right back
'cause you remember that night?
we used to feel so fine"
the night we nearly got busted
got down on our knees
the night we nearly got busted
it was the Lord who set us free, Lord who set us free, yeah
we nearly got busted, me and Larry Love, we're just too damn slick
see now,
Jane, all those thrills they started to spill all out all over
she said she could, she could hear 'em talkin in the hall
an'gonna,
Jack just used to fill up that broken cup
he swore he saw 'em looking through the holes in the motel wall
he said, "hey, baby, we got time to kill,
eat another goddamn pill,
I'm gonna check out the coast guard's commentary
'cause I believe our ship is comin in tonight
and I feel so fine I'm gonna
spin out another tale of sweet testimony now
so come over here, baby
come over here baby
I'm gonna take you by the hand to the promised land
'cause remember that night?
you used to feel so fine
you used to feel so fine"
remember,
the night we nearly got busted?
got down on our knees
the night we nearly got busted
it was the Lord who set us free
the night we nearly got busted
got down on our knees
the night we nearly got busted, yeah
it was the Lord who set us free, Lord who set us free, yeah
'cause I feel like gettin down on my knees again tonight, baby
'cause I know, I know the Lord's gonna set us free
shh baby, shh baby
I swear I can see some light comin' over the hill
there's somethin' goin' on outside man, I don't like the feel
yeah, the vibe's gone colder than honey
your bag packed?
I feel we gotta run soon
listen to the.. shh
busted
turn the lights down low
turn that stereo off I can't think no more
busted
yeah, baby you alright?
listen up
we can't wait, can't hesitate
'cause they, they're pickin the padlocks at the gate
smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence are smilin', givin' the eye
checkin' out our fingerprint file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries
the mother fuckers been messin' with the phone lines
wait, don't hesitate
'cause they, they're pickin' the padlocks at the gate
smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence are smilin', givin the eye
checkin' our our fingerprint file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries
the mother fuckers been messin' with the phone lines
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It's a rainy night in Brixton D. Wayne
Why are you taking me downtown?
I brought you down here for a reason, Larry
you've been a faithful little reverend
due in the mountain of dessiminating the dope music to people all over the world
but I haven't been wholly straightforward with you Larry
but tonight, I think you're about to move a stage further in my twelve step plan which you have fought so diligently
yeah, brother
let me look in the bag
then unrolled your fingers
black cat bone
some rats leap out the bag
to join the cutthroat
now lets take a little touch of this
a little touch of this
gimmie that dixie bottle you're holdin' there
put some of this in there
mix it up real good
now you drink that down, Larry
tell me how you feel
oh, I feel goddamn weird D. Wayne
do you feel the spirit?
I feel the spirit comin' to me
are you changin' Larry?
I can change
are you changin' from what you once were?
I can change, man I can change
you have the power to do as the Lord does
and remember Larry God has power
God has power
and if one does as God does enough times
you will become as God is
feel the spirit movin' through you, Larry
as we go back
back to the beat of the heart
back to me and you, Larry
now sing me a sad, sweet spiritual
in that mornin'
I wanna be walkin' yeah
I wanna be walkin' on
I wanna be
walking on to gold, yeah
on line of horizons I can see
city lights are shining, yeah
shining like diamonds
Lord I believe I'm coming home
guitar
you gotta help me now
you gotta help me now
you see I looked for the light in the words of Saint Matthew
took the heed of the call to come and congregate
I got me a ticket for that gospel train
but Lord it got to the station just a little too late
but into the night I went looking for angels
only to find that I was walking alone
searchin' the line for some sign of salvation, Lord
but I found none
Mississippi guitar
you've gotta help me now
some brother
some sister
somebody
you've gotta help me now
I buried my bible at the back of the bar room
I bought me a bottle
jukebox played Jerry Lee
I stumbled and staggered in the heat of the moonshine
a whole lot of shakin' goin' on in me
up in the skies thunder is rollin'
river is running to bed down below
I'm gonna raise up my hands
sing all the sweets of the cale
it's comin', comin' on strong, now
so help me, now
you gotta help me now
you gotta help me now
you gonna help me now?
Hear that D. Wayne?
I can feel brother
I got that gospel swing
I got that golden gate quartet on my turntable
gospel music gonna let me swing
I'm gonna get down on here to Jackson
gonna get down on my knees
I'm gonna get down to five miles in Alabama
'cause tonight gospel music gonna set me free
gospel music
gonna set me free
sweet pretty acid house gospel music
it's gonna set me free
'till the morning watch me now, i'm gonna be walkin'....
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for whatever reason you refuse to feel this space we're in
to know it's insanity
really know it
whatever your particular anesthetic is
that you hold on to so desperately
the thing I mean that makes you think you know who you are
whatever that thing is you allow to keep you sane
your ace in the hole
the psyche that keeps you from trying
to guess at what your pimp has in store for you
whatever keeps you from screaming out at this very moment
in absolute and sheer horror
whatever you fuck your brain with
whatever that is
what ever that is
is a lie
is a lie
she spends too much time with herself every night
just foolin' around with her fears
in the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
drownin' in a bottle of beer
it's to dangerous just to think about what she might have been
if she'd-a sung for salvation
if she'd-a danced on her dreams
but there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cause tonight she's gonna blow it all away
Lord she feels so twisted
she ain't ever gonna fix it
she's just waiting for the light
to shine on a brand new day
and he don't know if he's a communist
a hedonist or a whore
spent too much time riding on a white line
to find the door
if he did and he opened it
he'd find those letters in the hall
but he's too blind to read between the lines
'cause the writing's on the wall
there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cause tonight he's gonna blow it all away
Lord he feels so twisted
he ain't ever gonna fix it
he's just waiting for the light
to shine on a brand new day
let that light shine on
grand ol'opry lights are on
hank williams on the jukebox
we know we're comin' home tonight
I'll tell you though
I got extacy
but I need some company
you got that mystery
Lord I need a plan
all I got is this compromise
and a bag full of alibi's
Lord as empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hand
there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cause tonight we're gonna blow it all away
Lord we feel so twisted
we ain't ever gonna fix it
we're just waiting on the light
to shine on a brand new day
one more time for the people
there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cause tonight we gonna blow it all away
you know it feels so fucking twisted
we ain't ever gonna fix it
we're just waiting for the light
to shine on a brand new day
we're just waiting for the light
to shine on a brand new day
waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day
now's the time for you to get right and repent
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