Hypo Full Of Love Lyrics - Exile On Coldharbour Lane - Alabama 3

There will now follow a short announcement on behalf of the First Presleyterian Church of Elvis the Divine 

Brothers and sisters I have a confession to make this evening. I been a fool, I been hanging out on street corners with whores and junkies - living mah life low. But lately a little bit of light has come into mah life and that light be the light of love; D. W.A.Y.N.E. LOVE nand he be a man with a 12-step plan and he gonna show youhow to do it. 

Step One 

You admit you are powerless under me 

Step Two 

You figure that's just gotta be jelly cos jam just don't shake like that 

Step Three 

Make a searching inventory of all your good shit 

Step Four 

Inventory taken, you hand all that good shit over to me 

Step Five 

Having divined I am the real thing you get down on your knees 

Step Six 

...and humbly ask me to remove your underthings 

Step Seven 

And make ready for me to do mah thing 

Step Eight 

Naked now you're ready to understand mah kind of lovin' 

Step Nine 

Lovin men, lovin women, lovin all God's creatures 

Step Ten 

And in turn you're divestments having been completed 

Step Eleven 

Ah get turned on by you, and in turn being turned on by you 

Step Twelve 

I know you're ready to become a disci disciple, a lonely little reverend 

making his way day by day, in the congregation 

Hustling a dollar here, a dollar there, selling pictures of The King 

to bring back to the coffers of the all powerful all holy Reverend Doctor D.W.A.Y.N.E 

Love first Reverend of The First Presleytarian Church Of Elvis The Divine. 

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If you see me standing on the corner, money in mah hand 

I ain't waiting for no taxi honey, I'm waiting for mah man 

He aint selling heroin, he aint selling crack cocaine 

He got enough of that stuff gonna me you up to 

a higher plane 

Shoot me up 

In the mainline 

Shoot me up 

You know I feel fine 

Shoot me up 

Every damn day 

With a hypo full of love 

With a hypo full of love 

Shoot me up 

Deep down inside 

Shoot me up 

You know you can't hide 

Shoot me taxi honey, I'm waiting for mah man 

He aint selling heroin, he aint selling crack cocaine 

He got enough of that stuff gonna move 

33 minutes down till you lose the misery 

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Hey baby theres no need to go under, just ring 

D.Wayne's number up and you be feeling free 

D.Wayne is on the mainline, tell him what you want 

Just call him up and tell him what you want 

If your sick and you wanna get well, tell him what you want 

Just call him up and tell him what you want. 

From brother D. Wayne 

With a hypo full of love 

An a hypo full of love 

Your monkey's messing with bad medicine 

He be down with the Jones 

Sweating, Shaking, bodies aching 

Badly feel the fever in your bones 

T-t-t-tripping out you starta count 

Forty days you've been tired and tempted, 

Forty nights you've been out in the cold, 

Every phoneline conversation's been intercepted, 

And you can't reconnect 'cos the frequency is closed. 

So many miles you've been out of direction, 

So many signs but you ain't got nowhere to go. 

Your cadillac's got it's lights disconnected, 

Rolling your wheels down the wrong side of the road. 

You drank the wine but it tastes like water. 

You broke the bread but it had turned to stone. 

Your sacrament it lay scattered on the pavement 

The covenants you kept have all been stolen and sold