Lyrics:
Demon John
There's no town the boy cannot belong
Why did you come here?
Is it to excavate all your sins? Boil within?
Slaughter like the daughter
conscience you’d sell my soul
But I love you all the time in wintertime.
Take me. Don’t spare this martyr.
He won’t desert you. He’ll fight your wars.
He
Written by John Barlow/Delbert McClinton 1990
I found her number, and the note she wrote
Deep in the pocket, of a real old coat
It just got by me
Holy Roller with God on your side,
your redeemer, your strength and your guide
Through the memories which plague all our minds.
You walked in
waitin' for the train from Ride
I know she's out there somewhere
Selling all we got but I don't mind
In the big city, you can walk a thin line
And your
the favours
To be grown
Waiting in a line
Not thinking of the time
We must go out and find
Whatever did we leave behind?
Soon we shall look back
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
And they busted me for disturbin' the almighty peace
Judge said "What you got in your defense son?"
"Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on"
I can see by your
careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"
'Till from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by
fuckin place I can walk to
I still get props in the hood when I stroll by
'cause niggas don't know that I'm smokin like Popeye
Mama's in the kitchen cookin
Warrior
Brave as old John Wayne
Winnebago Warrior, a true Yankee pioneer
Yee-ha!
Kill some fish down by the creek
Hang their picture by the sink
All of them ended by Hollywood
I see your face and uh you wanna touch it, yeah
Come to my place and we can discuss it
Hollywood, welcome to Hollywood
glasses empty now
It's time to rise and shine
There's one less cause in the world
To be leaving for
It was back in 39
When I was one year old
Sitting by
It's only by Your Spirit
Not by power, not by might
You have given us a song of hope
In the one and only God, whose favour never ends
To the King
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
pirates steal and should be feared and hated
I say we're victims of bad press it's all exaggerated
We'd never stab you in the back, we'd never lie
deep waters flow.
"John Lewis, John Lewis, will you tell me your mind?
Do you intend to marry me or leave me behind?"
"Little Omie, little Omie, I'll
Dig it
Dress up to your thigh you wear it very high
You walk by in a pig's eye
I'm a guy so I sigh
But you ain't shy
Besta besta best of all, you're
thing I don't understand
It's true (Haven't got a clue)
be be be baby, I can tell you've got a big problem
When I flush the john, then your shower goes
to Missouri to one real exciting trip
Then bang of track was broken smashed by a cannonball
That blew in great divided will the nation stand or fall
All
Go
Sign the contract
Chase desire
Leedleneiner
Tricked by liars
All you wanted
Fruitless endeavor
You wanted power
It's just an illusion
Your
to the river where deep waters flow.
"John Lewis, John Lewis, want you tell to me your mind?
Do you intend to marry me or leave me behind?"
"Little Omie,
way
(Po-po-po-po-po-po-pooopoo)
Yeah I can tell by the way I took your hand
And then asked you to dance
He went all John Wayne in front of his
and a John Deere man
Saving your money, put a ring on her hand
Now you're raising more than a Silver Queen
In a little farmhouse by a field of dreams
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