Playing cards with Judas. In the lounge of a Hotel. And I ask while we're playing. If he likes it there in Hell. Judas doesn't answer. He just laughs and plays his hand,.
What if the show didn't go on?. What if we all got jobs and got to bed before dawn?. What if old Joe had to retire?. What if all the stage hands were let go or fired?.
A black shadow is crawling like a deadly spider. We're all waiting in silence for the lonely rider. For he will lead the way, for he will save the town.
If I make it through this year, I think I'm gonna put this bottle down. Maybe as time goes on I'll learn to miss it less than I do now. Think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while.
When I was a young boy, I sniffed a lot of glue. Mom sent me to rehab, they told me what to do. We didn't have much money, the Lord picked up the tab.
Bobby went out for a joy ride with my best girl. Left me at the party,. He was my best friend and I miss him.. It was almost June and the moon illuminated the rain-soaked streets like a candy wrapper..
Looking out the window, the trees are getting closer it seems.. Thinking bout you Darling.. Adding up the cost of these dreams.. . Strapped to this projectile, just a blink ago I was back in school..
Don't know why they even bother putting this highway on the map. Everybody that's ever been on it knows exactly where they're at. Hells on both ends of it.
Don't know why they even bother putting this highway on the map. Everybody that's ever been on it knows exactly where they're at. Hells on both ends of it.
Well your wishes and your feelings. Your bad dreams and intuitions. Are about as much good to me right now as a brand new set of golf clubs. We've been this close to death before, we were just too drunk to know it.
Got them pretty road cases. Protect our asses, protect our faces, protect our guitars, protect our amps.. Got them pretty road cases throw them out an airplane and they'll just bounce.
Let me tell ya'll a story. So far fetched it must be true. Bout a bunch of fatherless boys from Florida and a boy who was man enough for two.. Practiced twelve hours a day in the Hell House.
I think I'm gonna call the Police, I hear something upstairs. I know good and well there ain't nothing good going on up there. There's probably ten or more of them sittin' all around.
One more night, one more show, four down, eighty-four to go. This ain't no time for moving slow. . Greenville to Baton Rouge. I'll call you up when I get through.
I fall into a lifeless pattern of sin. Different, different, different. . Take part, soul flammable gas. Play your role of uncertain death. I'm havin' neither part nor lot in such path.