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Broken, Beat and Scarred, Pt. 1 (Metallica) · Today I Hate Everyone: Songs For the Broken, Bruised, Sad And Scarred (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Scarred for Life (Rose Tattoo) · Scarred (Johnette Napolitano) · Scarred (Combichrist) · Scarred: Live at Brixton Academy (Gary Numan) · Broken, Beat & Scarred (Metallica) · Broken Beat & Scarred EP (Metallica) · Contradictions [Scarred 4 Life] (One Gud Cide) · Scarred for Life (Rose Tattoo) – and 90 other albums »


I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be His than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by
for even me. 

Death's chilly water I'll soon be crossing
His hand will lead me safe o're
I'll join the chorus in that great city
And sing up there
for even me. 

Death's chilly water I'll soon be crossing
His hand will lead me safe o're
I'll join the chorus in that great city
And sing up there
Kelly stands by the water
With a gun in her hand
She won't believe in the future
In a world made by man

There's nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Scratched in metal, name erodes away
Hands are scarred, heart is charred
Burnt though, and ashen
Trip on fence post line

Sifting through the remains
She came from a small town
Hypnotized by the big city life
She came looking for a piece of action
All She got was the big city life
She tried
Scratched in metal, name erodes away
Hands are scarred, heart is charred
Burnt though, and ashen
Trip on fence post line

Sifting through the remains
beggars or homeless
When instead of jailing you I suggest
You shake away the sadness there that blinds you
And when you who have applied your hands in
just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other

I start the day, the war begins
Endless reminding of my sin
And time
She came from a small town
Hypnotized by the big city life
She came looking for a piece of action
All she got was the big city life

She tried
what's been done
I know there is enough for everyone
Frustration brings a heavy hand to bear
And there's never been a hand
Did we ever have it good
From city sewer holes
Summers longer
Deltas gashed
Ancient trees
Uprooted, smashed
Time is generous more, take more
I must outrun the dinosaur
for even me. 

Death's chilly water I'll soon be crossing
His hand will lead me safe o're
I'll join the chorus in that great city
And sing up there
for even me. 

Death's chilly water I'll soon be crossing
His hand will lead me safe o're
I'll join the chorus in that great city
And sing up there
Pickin' and a pullin' white cotton by the tons
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold

I fill my sack and I put it on my shoulder
And then I take one again
You got one boy
With your right hand
And the other one
You hail a taxi cab

Big city girls you make a mess out of me
Now I'm on my way back
tell my little baby I'm Silver City bound
I'm gonna meet Blind Lemon gonna ride on down

Take me by the hand oh babe
And lead me to the promises land
passing by didn't seem to understand

Fools gold
Fools gold
Fools gold
Fools gold

Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
He's gone as low as any man can be
He
Canyons and cactus ?
Endless and trackless

Searching through grim eternity
Sculptured by prehistoric sea ?

Seven Cities of Gold ?
Stories that
against the wall
I look at backs that pushed the wall for years
Scarred by many knives and too much fear
is gettin' dark
And I can feel the heat
I slide my hands right down
To right below your knees
If this is all there is
Then this is all there can
what's been done
I know there is enough for everyone
Frustration brings a heavy hand to bear
And there's never been a hand
Did we ever have it good
You watch your hands cut off
Then your legs

The one that you betrayed
Will kill you this way

Scarred by the bastards
I will kill you
Killed by
two scarred hands
Giving him the best of everything that's left of
The life inside this man
I've been born again (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I see
And as they say, grief is only able to possess.
The rotting body clad in ancient clothes
Is left behind with a wave of the hand.
I have gone away.