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Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (Tex Williams) · Hendog the Jackal (Hendog Hennessey) · Becoming a Jackal [Single] (Villagers) · The Jackal [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sons of the Jackal [Bonus DVD] (Legion of the Damned) · Becoming a Jackal (Villagers) · Becoming a Jackal (Villagers) · Fall Babylon Fall (Veni Domine) · Around & Around (The Rolling Stones) – and 90 other albums »


to mind
The leaders race while we fall behind
But they can't touch the sky
They're just waiting around to die

No they can't touch the sky
They're
you fall away (fall away)

We've been battling ourselves like forever, dog fight
Jackals with their tails tied together
All types of Christian
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]

Your time has come the full moon's in the air
Hear the cry of the jackal in the hills
Scent of smoke fills your nostrils
thinking evil
Lead by the the lights of your electric fire
Your grey slips falls around your feet
And across the sheet your nut brown curls go tumbling

we
faggots, yeah we got that big automatic
Like, Bruce Willis and the Jackal type, yeah, right
You want to see it? Then get on my nerves
Oh you live, and I'm
a little breeze with some smoke in its eye
What have they done to the rain

Just a little boy standing in the rain
The gentle rain that falls for years
mother's ballgown
I'm son of a stubborn old one track jackal prince
Trucking with prime directive just to get the goods and never fall down
Ate the city
as the breeze blows by
Just a little breeze with some smoke in its eye
What have they done to the rain
Just a little boy standing in the rain
The gentle rain that
faggots, yeah we got that big automatic
Like, Bruce Willis and the Jackal type, yeah, right
You want to see it? Then get on my nerves
Oh you live, and I'm
death on every peagan
If I finish my night in some gutter with my throat cut
By some fake friends who had me doped up
Fill this whole planet with smoke
our clouds when I look around
Rain falls from my mouth as it hits the ground
Lead me to the light
'Cause I'm still waiting
I'm waiting for my sun
and lockdowns and burials 
The seeds that sow, get devoured by the same locusts 
Cause it's a hard row to hoe 
If your ass don't move, and the rain don't fall
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe 
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind 
The beginning or the end 

So people keep your head
a little breeze with some smoke in it's eye,
What have they done to the rain ?

Just a little boy, standing in the rain,
A gentle rain that falls for years.
Just a little rain, falling all around;
The grass lifts its head to the heavenly sound;
Just a little rain, just a little rain,
What have they done
picket fence
*TANGLED THROUGH your dream kitten, you'll probably never hear this song
Let alone sip the mission long enough to listen

(I smoke cigarettes
I said don't go, I need you here
Just hold me close until the coast is clear
And I will fall, I'll fall so hard
In hopes I land in your arms

We
I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life you can find me postin on my porch
Tokin my pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some
hits you the very soul of your being will cringe

Stand by for exciter
Salvation is his task
Stand by for exciter
Here he comes now
Fall to your
hits you the very soul of your being will cringe

Stand by for exciter
Salvation is his task
Stand by for exciter
Here he comes now
Fall to your
hits you the very soul of your being will cringe

Stand by for exciter
Salvation is his task
Stand by for exciter
Here he comes now
Fall to your
Kick your feet
Ride the range of a London street
Travel to a local plane
Turn around and come back again

And at the chime of the city clock
Put up
fair
Keep it by your side.
When the light of the city falls
You fly to the city walls
Take off with your bride.

But at the chime of a city clock
bracing criminals in panicky hall
No time for The Fall group
I'll put you down
Porterage down
To the dark gross chapel
These stepped streets around now
you're in his grip
Starts to smoke and smolder
Whisper up in sin
Recognition hits you
There in only an evil grin

Stand by for Exciter
Salvation is