Lyrics:
just me
A silly old man trying to find a key
Walking around in circles on a misty road
With my hands in my pockets
And my dirty old black coat
So tell me
called
You're a dirty robber
Old black magic called, oh oh, get out the car
Old black magic called, meanwhile back at the ranch
Under that old black
called
You're a dirty robber
Old black magic called, oh oh, get out the car
Old black magic called, meanwhile back at the ranch
Under that old black
don't comb his hair like he did before
He don't wear those dirty old black boots no more
(Ooh)
But he's not the same
There's something 'bout his
comb his hair
like he did before
He don't wear those dirty old
black boots no more
But he's not the same
Somethin about his kissin
That tells me
He don't comb his hair like he did before.
He don't wear those dirty old black boots no more.
(Ooh)
But he's not the same.
There's something
comb his hair
like he did before
He don't wear those dirty old
black boots no more
But he's not the same
Somethin about his kissin
That tells me
But I didn't go yet
Cool with the devil on my back
I'm in cold sweats
'bout to do some dirt
In some dirty black old sweats
If you known you
could join
But I didn't go yet
Cool with the devil on my back
I'm in cold sweats
'Bout to do some dirt
In some dirty black old sweats
If you known,
the devil on my back, I'm in cold sweats
'Bout to do some dirt in some dirty black old sweats
If you known you shoulda shown the way
Mosta the hood 'bout
Bless my old black dirty heart
Throw these memories away
I'll watch the sky for that morning star
And I will let it light my way
Oh this life
Is
comb his hair like he did before
And he don't wear those dirty old black boots no more
But he's not the same, somethin' about his kissin'
That tells
really need some peace
Just springs on my feet and
My dirty old jeans
Black shirt with the crease x L long sleeves
In my room till the sun drops
Wounds
Let each step take you far from pain
Don't let this world leave its dirty old black stain
Hey, Clementine
Don't you cry for me
Clementine, now
black dirty heart
Throw these memories away
I'll watch the sky for that morning star
cnd I will let it light my way
Oh this life
Is dragging us one
9 inch heels come marching in
To please a black tied dirty old man
Staring, sweating, barely caring,
Slurring, "break me in"
Give it up, give it up,
the one you think it is
And it's all about my town
She lived down by the river in this old black mans dirty house
They all tell she won't last so long
But
of a secret
Scrawled in the false dawn
I danced with my shadow
Dirty old friend
A black moon reposing
With the milky silence
I followed a rhythm
From its death
you can!
I belive if you can!
Can explain
Can explain
I live in an old town
On black dirty street
I hear tains loud sounds
And the beat
this old dirty grave
I see black cats with three bright eyes
I see inverted crosses bleeding dark
The skies are so gray and lifeless
As the pale faces
4
My old black jeans are dirty
I’m looking like a snake
Black on black looks gravy
With tattoos on my face
Chorus
Rock’n’roll , Rock’n’roll x 2
Baby, It's dimming low
All is blue and cold
I simmer down
Fill these silly holes
With putty mold
Wet, black, dirty, old
Baby, I'm in it now
Rain, rain, go
Tin can
Old shoe
Dirty leather boot
Money problems
Black banana
Rotten fruit
I've got stink lines
Yeah I got stink lines
You can smell em
You can
a tomcat in the rain
Under the moon we're all the same
Dirty old river rolling by
Black taxi rain falls driven
When I was younger I didn't need no
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