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Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head
Mr. Crowley, did you talk with the dead
Your life style to me seemed so tragic
With the thrill of it all
You fooled all the people with magic
You waited on Satan's call
Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure
Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport
Uncovering things that were sacred manifest on this Earth
Conceived in the eye of a secret
And they scattered the afterbirth
(solo)
Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse
Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course
Approaching a time that is classic
I hear maidens call
Approaching a time that is drastic
Standing with their backs to the wall
Was it polemically sent
l wanna know what you meant
I wanna know
I wanna know what you meant
WELL I GOTTA FUNNY FEELIN'BUT I'M GONNA STAY COOL,
SOMETHING'S TELLING ME I'M
GONNA BREAK ALL THE RULES,
LET ME TELL YA I'M NOT INSECURE,
BUT I GOT AN EMPTY FEELIN' THAT YOU GOT THE CURE
YOU SAID IT ALL,YOU'VE GOT TO STAY,
TO PROUD TO FALL,NO MORE TO SAY
WELL I'M FEELING SOBER BUT I'M HIGH ON THE THRONE,
LIKE A DEMON SICK AND SICK AND TIRED OF BEING ALONE,
I'VE MADE A BED THAT'S HARD TO LIE IN,
BUT IF LOVIN' YOU IS WRONG,CAN'T DO NOTHING BUT SIN
YOU SAID IT ALL,YOU'VE GOT TO STAY,
TO PROUD TO FALL,NO MORE TO SAY
(repeat chorus)
LET THEM HANG ME,THEY WOULD IF THEY KNEW,
EVEN HALF THE THINGS I'VE BEEN DOING WITH YOU,
WALK ME TO THE GALLOW AND DROP ME TO THE FLOOR,
AND WATCH ME SWINGIN' AND I STIIL WANT YOU MORE
YOU SAID IT ALL,YOU'VE GOT TO STAY,
TO PROUD TO FALL,NO MORE TO SAY
Wine is fine
But whiskey's quicker
suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle drain your sorrows
THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW!!
Evil thoughts and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought you'd escape the reaper
You can't escape the master keeper
'Cause you feel life's unreal and you're living a lie
Such a shame who's to blame and you're wondering why
Then you ask from your cask is there life after birth
What you saw can mean hell on this earth
hell on this earth!!
Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper's travelling at full throttle
It's catching you but you don't see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me
Breaking laws, knocking doors
But there's no one at home
Made your bed, rest your head
But you lie there and moan
Where to hide, suicide is the only way out
Don't you know what it's really about
Wine is fine
But whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquer
Take a bottle drown your sorrows
THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW
