Lyrics:
no!
Questioner: yeah, music, you know,
if you go back to the days of a,
of a, let's see, where do we start now, we start with "do you love me?"
John
John's got a sausage that will break your heart
Make you fart
And break your heart
Don't bend over if you are smart
He took a little walk to the weenie
told 'em my Mustang was not for sale
But they still tried me like
My name was John Wick (I told 'em)
These niggas don't know who they fuckin' with
(John
are ways of telling whether
she is a witch.
CROWD: Are there? What are they?
BEDEMIR: Tell me, what do you do with witches?
VILLAGER #2: Burn!
away
He said, "Watch with me one hour
While I go yonder and pray"
Tell me who's that writin'
John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin'
John
Yeah
Let me feel my feels yeah uh-huh
I feel like that's what makes me real yeah
I feel like
Like I'm gettin' impatient with always tryna be patient
let down me
John John John
Delude me with your lie
Delude me all the time
Delude me with your lie
Delude me, please stop by
Wrote the book of the seven seals
You know Christ had twelve apostles
And three He led away
He said, "Watch with me while I walk
And I go yon
fell to thinking about the brand new wife of mad John Finn
Well, midnight came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With legs
fell to thinking about the brand new wife of mad John Finn
Well, midnight came and clock did strike
And in she came, did John Finn's wife
With legs
karats each lobe (by the pair)
Private life, private jets 'round the globe (private life)
Hit a bitch, hit a lick with the 'cho (hey)
Walk it like I
walked up and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail
time has come to
Repay your debts now
Dragged down under
To hell with you
Suffer until
Eternity comes
Bathe in fire
By the king of demons
Go
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote
praising, praising Him (I feel like praising, praising Him)
But let me hear your motive
Well John
Just danced all over that place
Began to walk Him
praising, praising Him (I feel like praising, praising Him)
But let me hear your motive
Well John
Just danced all over that place
Began to walk Him
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell,
praising, praising Him (I feel like praising, praising Him)
But let me hear your motive
Well John
Just danced all over that place
Began to walk Him
caught him by the arm
He said: John Hardy come and go with me oh boy
John Hardy come and go with me
John Hardy come and go with me oh boy
John Hardy
and took him by the arm,
He said, "Johnny, come and go along with me,
Poor boy, Johnny, come and walk along with me."
John Hardy stood in his old jail
the entire colony have one-by-one been through
The same glorious romantic tragedy with the same three Lamia,
Who regenerate themselves every time,
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