Lyrics:
I'm a crosscut saw,
Just drag me across your log.
Yeah, I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I cut your wood so easy for you,
You can't
I'm a crosscut saw
Baby, drag me across your log
I'm a crosscut saw
Baby, drag me across your log
I cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but
I'm a crosscut saw
Baby, drag me across your log
I'm a crosscut saw
Baby, drag me across your log
I cut your wood so easy for you
You can't help but
I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I cut your wood so easy for you,
You can't
I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I cut your wood so easy for you,
You can't
I'm a crosscut saw
Come on drag me across your log
I'm a crosscut saw
Come and drag me across your log
Well I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You
I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I'm a crosscut saw,
Baby, drag me across your log.
I cut your wood so easy for you,
You can't
I'm a crosscut saw
Come on drag me across your log
I'm a crosscut saw
Come and drag me across your log
Well I'll cut your wood so easy for you
cross-cut, we aint saw-jack
Tomb diggers in the field where the cows at, Plow! (inhale)
Don't get off of track or thats ya ass boy
Karma will hustle faster if
my crosscut saw
You can call me Lucifer
If you think you should
Now I know I'm good
He's a Hunter with a Crosscut Saw.
Born Under A Bad Sign.
Caught his baby messin' down the Laundromat.
He Almost Lost his Mind.
Yeah!
He was born in
to be
A lot tougher than the timber he's cuttin'
Finally I could swing that crosscut saw with the best of them
Takin' time to grind my crosscut saw
You can call me Lucifer
If you think you should
Wow, you know I know I'm good
He's a Hunter with a Crosscut Saw.
Born Under A Bad Sign.
Caught his baby messin' down the Laundromat.
He Almost Lost his Mind.
Yeah!
He was born in
shell increase
Mother-fuck the police
Ridin' up on yo' ass, in ya ass
Be decrease, never peace
Where I live know for the cross-cut
First haters step
First
sliding
Across the kitchen floor
And there's something to remember
Is this the life of a cross-cut saw
And I'm coming unraveled
Spinning out of control
I'm
shoves you through to the next round
Hard to think with the blood-rushing heart pound
When you think in a line get a cross-cut
Mis-step gonna crush you
a crosscut saw
So come on, bring it on
Keep it coming till I'm good and gone
Come on, bring it on
Keep it coming till I'm good and gone
Come on, bring it
to the ages
The arc spins out to the edge where the bark ends
Sap in the cracks is advanced through the target
Tapped is a cross-cut trunk ticking years off
imagine the trouble I've seen
My head is buzzin' like a crosscut saw
Tryin' to do what I can this side of the law
Well the hounds will drag me beyond your
up the holler I'm an Arkansawyer only two things I crave to hold
One's a singing crosscut saw the other's my pay of gold
Back and forth
He saws
shirt and khakis, Sneakin' Up On The Blues
RockNRick and old St. John, Fireball Mike as well.
Papa J and Crosscut Deluxe, for years they've been giving
a sentence in the noose
I'm stabbing notepads and shanking books with my pen
Crosscut the lane and joining words like some hyphens
Unplugging networks and make
that ax would turn to crosscut saws 'cause the trees would turn to gold
That cabin turned to lumber camps where dreams were bought and sold
Then
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