I've seen fire and I've seen rain.

Yeah, there was a funky singer,
Playin’ in a rock and roll band,
And never had no problems, yeah,
Burnin’ down one night stands…

Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo)
Cause uptown funk gon’ give it to you…

Well I’ve heard there was a secret chord,
That David played and it pleased the Lord,
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift,
The baffled king composing Hallelujah…

He was the wizard of a thousand kings

and I chanced to meet him one night wandering.
He told me tales, and he drank my wine
me and my magic man kinda feelin’ fine.
He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire

and as he spoke I felt a deep desire
to free the world from it’s fear and pain
and help the people to feel free again.

Don’t feel like satan,
But I am to them,
So I try to forget it, any way I can,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world…

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails just call me Lucifer
'Cause I’m in need of some restraint

Don’t want to go by the devil, don’t want to go by the demon,
Don’t want to go by Satan, don’t want to die uneasy,
Just let me go naturally

The Devil went down to Georgia,
He was looking for a soul to steal,
He was in a bind,
’ Cause he was way behind,
And willin’ to make a deal…

Down below, down below
Caught the devil talking to his son
Who wanted to go up above, up above
He cried, “It’s getting to warm for me down here and so,
I’m going up to Earth where I can have a little fun.”

And I’ll be with him (I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo)
I’d rather live in his world
Than live without him in mine
(That world is his,his and here alone)

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia’s always on my mind!

Woah, Georgia, Georgia,
No peace, no peace I find,
Just an old, sweet song,
Keeps Georgia on my mind.

Sippin’ whiskey out the bottle,
Singin’ Sweet Home Alabama,
All summer long…

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his face lost all expression
He said, "If
You’re gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right.

Love is just a game
Tthat everybody plays
And when the game is over
Nnot everybody pays
Some play the game to lose
Some play the game to win
The winners walk out laughing
The losers cry and deal again

You’ve got to have an ace in the hole,
A little secret nobody knows,
Life is a gamble,
A game we all play…

There’s a place in the world for a gambler,
There’s a burden that only he can bear.

If you like to gamble, I tell you I’m your man
You win some, lose some, all the same to me
The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say
I don’t share your greed, the only card I need is the Ace of Spades
The Ace of Spades

And the Devil said to the son of God,
“I believe you’ve got it straight,
So deal me one for the time has come,
To see who’ll be the king of this place.”
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
He slipped another ace!

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
King of pain
King of pain, king of pain, I always be king of pain