won?t be dancing anymore It's the drugs talking (whisper in my ear) It's the drugs talking (hear you loud and clear) It's the drugs talking (screaming
With horns coming from their foreheads like rhinos Read it in my last testament and my hidden scrolls See my icon straight faced with a torn robe A beard and
the way life has made me Ill mannered, foul mouthed, bad tempered and lazy I stare at your world down the neck of a bottle Every day is a death ride
and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on It's all according
descending from the sky like Gabriel the arch angel with weight of world on shoulders like Aretha Franklin's ankles You liars, i'm tired of all your fake drug
reppin' Vatican And invade like Mexican notify next to kin cats i'm invested in Don't worship Christ, they worship the theives crucified next to him Boys and
And all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that
in misery, degenerated, drugged angels Inspired by cruelty, holy disaster, the end is near Armoured legions, black congest Death engines, black congest Spreading death
far as the eye can see It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me On and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on "it's all according
's invisible chess And if the vodka not Russian then it ain't hitting the chest I can talk about guns, drugs, deading your shit I can talk about the Torah and
a hole And it's your fault so many young are dumb And turn to drugs and be like "fuck an education" The homeless starving, strung out and dying Eating
The way life has made me Ill mannered, foul mouthed Bad tempered and lazy I stare at your world Down the neck of a bottle Every day is a death ride When
down Get rid of the sinful livin' and come into life now Take a look at the bigger picture and see mistakes made Be a witness for Christians and see Christ
as far as the eye can see It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me On and on and on and on The list goes on and on and on and on "it's all
' Vatican And invade like Mexican notify next to kin cats i'm invested in Don't worship Christ, they worship the theives crucified next to him Boys and
[Verse 1:] [I'll Bill:] I'm like a Viking in a submarine, I'm a Spartan with guns and beams Muggs and me is like giving hard drugs to fiends I be the
