And I’m not good at long goodbyes
But look down deep into my eyes
I was born free.
I was born in a crossfire hurricane
Oh, a storm is threat’ning
My very life today
If I don’t get some shelter
Oh yeah, I’m gonna fade away
Love, love not fade away.
Fading, disappearing,
Even as I sing this song…
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door I must have it painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facing up when your whole world is black
Black, black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair.
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll be… yeah…
Sick boy, he rides a big motorbike
Sick boy, he combs his hair up just right
Sick boy, with tattoos up and down his arms
Don’t ya know…
Angel of disease, one who shuns the light
Shub Niggurath goat with one thousand young
Praise the beast the chanting grew
Praise the beast with virgin blood
Performing on a stool
we’ve a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule
Keep it cool. Keep it cool
Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright
Eat your shoes
Don’t forget the strings
And sox
Even eat the box
I am the man who arranges the blocks!
But tomorrow I think I’ll stay in bed.
The winter is cold, I’ve got plenty of gold
And I’m standing in line for a loaf of bread
There’s a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There’s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt;
There’s a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There’s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread.
There’s a woman who’s sure
All that glitters is gold,
And she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
There were seven Spanish angels, at the
Altar of the sun.
They were prayin’ for the lovers, in the
Valley of the gun.
A woman?
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly.
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
:: He doesn’t know any ladies ::
Walks like a lady
Oh, but she cries like a little girl
Walks like a lady
Yes, but she cries like a little girl