Lirieke: Red Sea. Blood. Wolves At The Door.
I met an old lady
Whose past was rather shady
Playin' down in New Orleans
No one of fame
Just some French Quarter dame
Her style was just a bit obscene
Oh yeah
Tellin' me stories
Of her fast faded glory
She left no stone unturned
Except the one
About the Father's only Son
?And child?, she said
?That bridge been burned
?But I know there's a Heaven
?'Cause Lord I live in this Hell?
She led me down to the killing floor
To hear the wolves scratchin' at my door
?I know that you're guessin'
That somethin's been missin'
So preacher come and and save my soul
My lust has been fed
Sleepin' in the devil's bed
And sorrow's made my heart turn cold
My momma was a junkie
My daddy was a drunkie
He left us all when I was five
By sweet sixteen
My dear sister Jean
Was turnin' tricks to stay alive
So you can call me a sinner
But it runs in the family
Lord help me please
I know you said that you'd pray for me
But do you care for me??
?It's all in your mind? she said
?It's just the same old feeling
You said that a prayer could raise the dead
And Lord I believe it
All of the lines I chose before
I won't use them any more
When will it ever end?
The wolf's at the door again?
Take it or leave it
The truth, the life, the way
You'd better believe it
The truth, the life, the way
Take it or leave it
The truth, the life, the way
You'd better believe it
Lord, Lord save this poor gone soul
It's been ten years
And ten million tears
Tryin' to keep the spirit clean
As long as I live
I'll never forget
The lady down in New Orleans
She led me down on the killing floor
And I swear I couldn't take any more
When I heard her say
?It's all in your mind my friend
Don't put your faith in a feelin'
You said that a prayer could raise the dead
And Lord I believe it
All of the lines I chose before
I won't use them any more
When will this nightmare ever end?
The wolf's at the door again
Feel the sunshine
Feel the sunshine
Feel, feel
Feel the sunshine
Feel the sunshine
Feel
Feel the sunshine
Feel the sunshine
Feel
Whose past was rather shady
Playin' down in New Orleans
No one of fame
Just some French Quarter dame
Her style was just a bit obscene
Oh yeah
Tellin' me stories
Of her fast faded glory
She left no stone unturned
Except the one
About the Father's only Son
?And child?, she said
?That bridge been burned
?But I know there's a Heaven
?'Cause Lord I live in this Hell?
She led me down to the killing floor
To hear the wolves scratchin' at my door
?I know that you're guessin'
That somethin's been missin'
So preacher come and and save my soul
My lust has been fed
Sleepin' in the devil's bed
And sorrow's made my heart turn cold
My momma was a junkie
My daddy was a drunkie
He left us all when I was five
By sweet sixteen
My dear sister Jean
Was turnin' tricks to stay alive
So you can call me a sinner
But it runs in the family
Lord help me please
I know you said that you'd pray for me
But do you care for me??
?It's all in your mind? she said
?It's just the same old feeling
You said that a prayer could raise the dead
And Lord I believe it
All of the lines I chose before
I won't use them any more
When will it ever end?
The wolf's at the door again?
Take it or leave it
The truth, the life, the way
You'd better believe it
The truth, the life, the way
Take it or leave it
The truth, the life, the way
You'd better believe it
Lord, Lord save this poor gone soul
It's been ten years
And ten million tears
Tryin' to keep the spirit clean
As long as I live
I'll never forget
The lady down in New Orleans
She led me down on the killing floor
And I swear I couldn't take any more
When I heard her say
?It's all in your mind my friend
Don't put your faith in a feelin'
You said that a prayer could raise the dead
And Lord I believe it
All of the lines I chose before
I won't use them any more
When will this nightmare ever end?
The wolf's at the door again
Feel the sunshine
Feel the sunshine
Feel, feel
Feel the sunshine
Feel the sunshine
Feel
Feel the sunshine
Feel the sunshine
Feel
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