Red war will fall on my enemies
Babylon is full of hypocricy
You feel the hate is for real
Cause red war will fall on my enemies
Red war
Red war
Red war
Red war
Watchyabackwatchyabackwatchyaback
The sign of the cross i carry into war
The kyber pass where no one rests
Hold my head up the judah lion
Twelve tribes in the mountains of zion
Babylon fall and red war will come
Babylon fall
One last thing before I shuffle off the planet,
I will be the one to make you crawl,
So I came down to wish you and unhappy birthday.
Someone call the ambulance..There's gonna be an accident.
I'm coming up on infrared, there is no running that can hide you,
Coz I can see in the dark.
I'm coming up on infrared, forget your running, I will find you.
One more thing before we start the final face-off,
I will be the one to watch you fall,
So I came down to crash and burn your bagger's banquet.
Someone call the ambulance..There's gonna be an accident.
I'm coming up on infrared, there is no running that can hide you,
Coz I can see in the dark.
I'm coming up on infrared, forget your running, I will find you.
(find you)
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I'm coming up on infrared, there is no running that can hide you,
Coz I can see in the dark.
I'm coming up on infrared, forget your running, I will find you.
I'm coming up on infrared, there is no running that can hide you,
Coz I can see in the dark.
I'm coming up on infrared, forget your running, I will find you.
I'm coming up on infrared, there is no running that can hide you,
Coz I can see in the dark.
I'm coming up on infrared, forget your running, I will find you.
Find you.
Find you.
Find you.
Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavour
It happens to be like;
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye
That's my kinda story
It's no fun 'til someone dies
Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother
Holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying
Why, oh why?
'cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
The writers of stories sold
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down
Drawn on grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie
Credulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out
Your head believes it give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive, so it is
So it's always been
We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
Due to the fact that I have a head unit that plays data discs, I have a couple of albums that are one the one CD in my car.
Jay-Z - Kingdom Come
Snoop Dogg - Tha Blue Carpet Treatment
Lupe Fiasco - Food and Liquor
CL Smooth - American Me
AZ - The Format
The Game - The Doctors Advocate
Alcoholic kind of mood
lose my clothes, lose my lube
cruising for a piece of fun
looking out for number one
different partner every night
so narcotic outta sight
what a gas, what a beautiful ass.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
Kind of buzz that lasts for days
had some help from insect ways
comes across all shy and coy
just another nancy boy.
Woman man or modern monkey
just another happy junkie
fifty pounds, press my button
going down.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
Does his makeup in his room
douse himself with cheap perfume
eyeholes in a paper bag
greatest lay I ever had
kind of guy who mates for life
gotta help him find a wife
we're a couple, when our bodies double.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal,
got the muse in my head she's universal,
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
for the stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
The big iron on his hip
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more
One and nineteen more
Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around
He was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red
After Texas Red
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead
Twenty men had tried to take twenty men had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from their windows every-body held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
Was about to meet his death
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-day
Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
Big iron
Big iron
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
The Big Iron on his hip
It's a beautiful night for feeling lonely
A beautiful night for being afraid
So raise your hands, you one and only's
You one-of-a-kinds who feel this way
I don't want to talk, don't want to explain it
I don't want to # and I don't want to fight
It's only a feeling, it's fleet and fading
It's all over the world, and it's only tonight
Cause it's a beautiful night, beautiful night, yeah
Beautiful night, beautiful night to be here
It's a perfect time for being wasted
A perfect time to watch the stars
So throw back your head
Come on, embrace it
It's a beautiful night, wherever you are
It's a beautiful night
Beautiful night, yeah
Beautiful night
Beautiful night to be here
All good things will come to you
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight it's the truth
I don't know
All good things to those who dream
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight we'll find peace
God I hope so
So raise your hands, raise your hands...
All good friends, they stood by you
And one at a time, one at a time they fell down
They fall down
All your fears are coming true and
This is the time, this is the time of your life
That defines you
So raise your hands, raise your hands...
Under the stars I'm alone among strangers
Confused, connected, diffused and alive
Maybe the future will smile on us
Maybe the future is here tonight
Cause it's a beautiful night, beautiful night, yeah
Beautiful night, beautiful night to be here
Who else is celebrating St. Paddy's Day by listening to the Dropkick Murphys or Flogging Molly or the Pogues?? I guess you could listen to Sinéad
O'Connor or The Cranberries.. but I doubt they will put in the in drinking mood like a someone playing the pipes over a fast punk beat.