Lyrics:
You're dead wrong
There's several different levels to Devil worshippin'
Horse's heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism
Animals,
Bringing death... Riding a red horse...
Riding a red horse of War!
Solo: JT
Solo: Diego
Led by famine, then by pestilence
Bringing death... Riding a red
circle
He had a sole red tail – once went red, now was pale
Fe Fi Fo Fum he was summoned up from hell
Booted down a spell
By a square-dancin' farmer
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
Sitting on the buses (girls)
Getting outta taxis (girls)
Walking and wiggling by (yeah, yeah, yeah, girls)
the world
Cowboys and cowgirls remarked of her charm
And a smile that brightened the world
Admired and chosen by many a man
As the best of the trick ridin'
telling who'll be dead
When the pale horse is turning red.
And the tongues will burn in vain
And everything will feel the same
There's no patience,
Girl you better get your red head
Back in bed before the morning
Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he's
south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth
Sergeant, sergeant can't you feel
Something's wrong with your automobile?
Warden, warden
You know this language that we speak
Is part German, Latin and part Greek
Celtic and Arabic all in a heap
Well-amended by the people in the street
of races
It's a difference of opinion that makes horse races
Just remember the rule about rules, brother
What could be right for one could be wrong for
I spent most of my life outside, in the driving rain
I was only trying to get by with some of life's amenities
Well, nothing's free, I got more than
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell
How to stop the murdering?
By now we should have learned
If we don't then we're a sham
Bad overwhelms the good
Bad overwhelms the good
Ooh oh
Wooo!
Come on, huh!
Woo-ooh!
Ice cubes on a red hot stove will melt, and I bet ya
A drowning man's very first words is help, I bet you
If you
an old cowboy went ridin out one dark and windy day
upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
when all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
So fuck your Bible and your Babel
Make a psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing through red lights
I'm unstable, I'm not
a little understanding
I'm not talkin' 'bout knockin' out heaven
With whether we're wrong or we're right
I'm not talkin' 'bout hookin' up and hangin' out
wrong
And all the courtiers crowded her
And this is what she told the gathered round
Go to the store by the dungeon
Take all the red paint take all
the eye
I turned around and found that I was still alive
Snakes rise high from the purple black sky
The red cloud rains and the black horse rides
Then
Blackbird claw, raven wing
Under the red sunlight
Long clothesline, two shirtsleeves
Waving as we go by
Hundred years, hundred more
Someday we
Put geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look
A gift horse in the mouth
Took old geronimo by storm
Ripped off the feathers from his uniform
slow motion
Standing there in my party dress
In red lipstick
With no one to impress
And they're all laughing
As I'm looking around the room
But
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