Lyrics:
Seamstress, Seamstress-ed to hell
Needles, pins, and threads
Seamstress-ed, Seamstress from hell
I wear all my friends
Darling don't you know that the pain
You weave, a pretty spell
Sticky threads, from the pit of hell
Drawing them, in like flies
Promising life, but everyone dies
Speaking the words
I've got golden memories
I've got silver threads a-windin' through my hair
Oh baby, but I got good times enough to share
I ain't young, but I
sailor boy
From what I can tell
There's water in hell
The shuck and jive, the shuck and jive is over
The shuck and jive, the shuck and jive is over
Like the Phoenix
From the ash and dirt
I rose up from the pain and hurt
When I was at my very worst
I found you
Thought I could never love
a nowhere thread
Looking for the living down among the dead
No devil in hell
No angel above
Can separate the saints from the love of God
single thread of gold tied me to you
Cold was the steel of my axe to grind
For the boys who broke my heart
Now I send their babies presents
Gold was
you want a beer?"
"Alright"
"Aw man, hell, brah, this is the best, man
I'm so glad we're all back together and stuff
This is great, man"
"Yeah"
Callin' all you country boys
And girls from Dixieland
Callin' all you folks up north
Y'all come on and give us a hand
Callin' all the former's
the Spider-Man!
Is he strong? Listen, bud!
He's got radioactive blood
Can he swing from a thread?
No escape from his spider web, look out!
Hey there, there
you want a beer?"
"Alright"
"Aw man, hell, brah, this is the best, man
I'm so glad we're all back together and stuff
This is great, man"
"Yeah"
The devil is talkin'
I can't move
This hell is cold
The chorus sings
Bag of bones and blood red cheeks
Guilty from the words I speak
Say the truth
hell nah
And I'm nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice
Up all night, night, night, night, night, night, night
Running from the lights, lights,
the threads
If you wanna be a mod, a punk, a ted or a suedehead
You can make it your own hell or heaven
Live as you please
Can we make it, if we all live
heart
With my battered hands
From a single thread I'll weave my tapestry
And I know the love will resurrect me
Oh I will build a kingdom from my
more
I'm high as hell, and my heart is torn
'Cause I don't know if I can wait for the next life
So cut me off, I hang by a thread
'Cause when one
the liquor store, starin' at a fifth
But they picked up a handle instead
Hell right (hell right?)
Hell right (okay)
Couple girls with their boots
Queen of the hours, lies
Waiting for the wind,
To blow away the veil of time
Slowly now the threads of age
Are starting to unwind
*Queen
Queen of the hours, lies
Waiting for the wind,
To blow away the veil of time
Slowly now the threads of age
Are starting to unwind
Queen
Queen of the hours lies waiting for the wind to blow away the veil of time
Slowly now the threads of age are starting to unwind
[Chorus:]
Queen
the dark
You won't even notice me depart
Secondhand thread
In a second hand bed
With a second man's head
Leaving through the door without a word
You
money left
It's Hell givin up the best years
The best years of your soul
Payin bills from the day you're born, good God
Your body starts gettin old
Wheels,
A glint of steel and a flash of light
Screams,
From a streak of fire as he strikes
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent
grandma you fell from the swing
Because hell, hell is for children
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell, hell is for
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