Lyrics:
grass by the pound, pitch black dog night
Long flight, hard white, catch a charge, hard fight
Hope you win, but you could lose to juror
Be the ones who
I wouldn't trade it for the world, no, no
Baby, and I've been thinking bout you girl
Its been one night
Already missing you girl
Still remember
the evenning sun goes down
But the fourth of July flags will be flying high
As folks come from miles around
They'll be roarin' all night till the dawns early
on
Like a rider in the night we're
Running on empty
Drained to the very last drop
Everything that I ever wanted
Is everything - you're not
We all waste
the sky
The stars come through the night
And we all hold the light
We will fly
Oh ghost rider
Spare me please
I'm no fighter
I bring war to peace
Onto
don't mean
It's just pretend, they really not clean
Ravenous wolves, dressin like sheep
Prayin in public, just to be seen
Labor at night, day Pharisees
When lady night is closing your eyes
By telling tales about the dying stars
Listen carefully to her silent advice
Each of your dreams it's like
justice will be done
With rider calling the war
Starvation, drought of plants
Crying of fallen away
Bloodless rider will come
By death for sins we will pay
a rider on my 6'O clock
Create a rift, a nigga light the spliff
God-mode, y'll ridiculous
Sleepless nights finna' glitter wrists
Get my price, on a charted
by night to save the day
Crash-landings routinely happen
Some survive, others never rise from the ashes
Watching asphalt and observing
the wind behind
Thousand men
Ha, hu, ha...
And one man led the way
The others followed by:
Genghis Khan
Ha, hu, ha...
They gallopped over mountains
here, so you must be a rough rider
L-O-V-E That's how I'm feeling when I'm around you
Feeling when I'm with you That's why I need you by my side
L-O-V-E
AND BARRELHOUSE ALL NIGHT LONG.
I GOT WOMEN IN VICKSBURG,
CLEAN ON INTO TENNESSEE
I GOT WOMEN IN VICKSBURG,
CLEAN ON INTO TENNESSEE
BUT MY FRIARS POINT RIDER
Into the night, out of the sight
Riders approach under cover of white
Forces awake, blessed by the light
Hung from the clouds, Moon is a knife
their land
To be marched by the riders of judgement
Who destroy those who fail their demands
alone
Befelled by scaled terror
Snapping through their bones
Beware the drums of battle
Echoing through the night
If thy ears should hear them
Be
Eyes red with malevolence
Cloaked by the night
Biding time to strike
Born from the coals
Undead sons of the underworld
Four riders summoned
To wreak
I was just a passenger a
Rider on the tremors that were shaking all our beds at night
A visitor a stranger thought I
Might pass for a regular if
All my bitches riders, ayy
I don't even gang bang
You know I'm just saying
All my men'll martyr
You know we gon' get ours
Leave you by the flowers
the staring light
Trains have never needed riders
Trains belong to bitter night
Railway stations stand deserted
Rights-of-way lie clear and cold
What we left
A horse and rider passing by
Exploding skies of grey and white
The fields are all sun-dappled now
The final snows have laced the ground
In white
Bloodied hooves that haunt the stones
As eyes of red unveil at night
If one sets sight on its pagan wells
Never again to bathe in the light
Rider
unless my cock's soft
Long nights by the fire me a Trigger.....go figure
[Chorus]
I'm a desperate rado
Didn't take any practice
A desperate rado
all the blame
The sound of thunder breaks the arch
Ten thousand riders side by side
The time has come to end the fight
For their freedom, for
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