into the dust A ring of death is on me Like a halo to the Gods I'm bathed in mortal sorrow My innocence is lost Dance with me my dear On a floor of
it in his eyes Drive down the street that he's on Don't look his way You keep going on and on and on But you can't hear him say Help Help Help Me Help
she died... But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde! Never on the rag or say leave me alone They don't scream and they don't moan Don't even
knew me Until they needed me That's when they called on the phone for me One life you give it to your country Somehow I knew they were lying to me I'm
Dance with me my dear On a floor of bones and skulls The music is our master The devil controls our souls Swirling and swirling With the music all our
Cry above the nameless grave But all that's there is motionless Angels sob with vermin's fangs A funeral dirge drifts slowly by Puppets they who come
I'm tired of looking (It's not in my vision) I'm tired of seeing (Don't wanna see this) I'm tired of hearing (Don't tell me your shit) I'm tired of being
wonder if I should be with you All you ever do is ignore me You never talk when your friends are around Too bitchen to see you with me Won't call won't
the morning after Echoing of the baron's laughter Echoing of the baron's laughter I'm Jonathan Harker, I'm Lucy's trance Elegant count's hypnotic glance
There are patterns in my mind Things are hidden to the world around me But still they say I'm blind Wrap me up in a web of lies Meet the man who's locked
s really got me down, I got the secret agent blues I give in just can't stand it no more, I resign Here's my badge and gun But you can't quit like that
: Dance with me my dear On a floor of bones and skulls The music is our master The devil controls our souls Swirling and swirling With the music all
taste of this A.T.L. style i'm the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic
', they think they got me But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me If a nigga ain't
better watch yourself It's gon' be trouble, trouble If she don't stop dancing on me like that, the way she pushing me back I'm just saying it's gon'
't quit with the heat so sick Como fuego, fuego So [Incomprehensible] of people Do it again let's read the sequel You can't counterfeit this hit 'Cause it's
boom They don't want music, they don't know how to use it They don't want music, they don't want music They don't want music, they don't know how to
, or should I go? [Jumping Jack Flash/The Rolling Stones] But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas. But it's all right--jumpin' jack flash, it's a
