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Kishore Kumar Hits — The Reality of Yourself - Devil's Row текст песни

Исполнитель: The Reality of Yourself

альбом: Letter From Hermes

With his tail in the wind
He fell from the sky
With a cry
Saying shall we begin
And snarled with a grin
Boy your souls is on trial
For the death of yourself
No one else can help you out now
Do you give in or bow
I'm screaming
Dear God would ya save my soul
They're calling my name on Devil's Row
Oh lord would ya take me home
One last supper baby I'll be gone
It's a hard life running red-lined
Leaves you branded with a backwards nine
Dear God would ya save my soul
They're calling my name down on Devil's Row
He said boy your just like me
Holding truth so faithfully
Let me give you
What you need
Break those shackles
Set you free
Roll the dice
And play my game
Rinse your fire
I'll take your shame
Bring you fortune
Give you fame
But you must never
Say his name
Dear God would ya save my soul
They're calling my name on Devil's Row
Oh lord would ya take me home
One last supper baby I'll be gone
It's a hard life running red-lined
Leaves you branded with a backwards nine
Dear God would ya save my soul
They're calling my name down on Devil's Row
Wondering around for forty days
Stumbling through this mystic haze
But I'll roll on for forty more
With you scratching at my door

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