Lyrics:
Willy must pay
A debt to the devil, that Willy must pay
For killing pretty Polly and running away
Whoa, whoa (ah)
Whoa, whoa (you could say that shit again but do you live by it? Yeah)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa (ah, Based1 got them bands, ho)
how much I cry when you are gone
When your angel's the devil
Your church is a tomb
But I need to be with you
I'm undignified
Enough for two
to the lord my soul to keep,
and I die, before I awake,
I and the lord shall be one,
so I shall awake.
Written by: Greg Dismukes
two!
Ooh, deep-fried robot!
Bender:
Just tell me why!
Robot Devil:
Just read this fifty-five page warrant.
Bender:
There must be robots worse than I!
A world of darkness, where the shadows reign
Lifeless souls longing to feel the pain
Ruled by devils, their twisted game
We must sacrifice or be
how to look, how to act and even speak
By another man, or should I say a true preacher
The devil in uniform, he's posing as teacher
But let's not
got too much sauce
To take it you must kill me
I been getting better
Wear my devil sweater
Always on the move
You gone have to send a letter bitch
really came
The punishment is over in Jesus' name
If God is active so is the devil
We gotta wake up and fight the battle
Because He
Wants us to be free
I
to trick
Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit
I see you trying to hide
Hoping that nobody don't notice
You must always remember you still
Hit homerun's til you safe
I'm on the case
They don't want to be great
I'm on the way
I don't give a damn
Ride by my lonely and blowing that Celie
from depression and anxiety
Must be the stress that I'm under from this society
My president is still un-educated
I drink till I black out wake up in
staring evil right smack in the face
And we got to fight back this negative embrace
If we don't want our future to be erased
I'm hurt by the hate
why, whoooo
That she would dog me 'round
It must-a be that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side
That you never will succeed
You never will succeed
Chinese Angel Child (to the Devil):
It must be very trying to be bad all the time
Vicious
at taking theirs they'll take ours
We all victims of myth
In our fear's where the devil can live
We better be remembering to think of the kids
Dead man
to be careful
Ain't no god around here to protect folks
When their homes getting pounded by hailstorms
Only lord they can bow to is hell born
Only kings
and blood
Destruction, pain, and murder
The freedom will be proclaimed, by devil’s throat
For the glory of our mother
A long silent journey to the precipice
block
Oh my god, set the clock, brain stop, brain stop
Pick up the pen, uh, I can't think of nothing
My brain is foggy, turned off, damn, it must be
cross-eyed and hunchbacked
The other must be mixed with Black
The third nigga had missin' teeth and tattoo teardrops
Long hair, chest felt like a bag
do but I'm just really not sure
Waitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and her
Well it must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me
the devil is a liar)
Live (just know his contract has expired)
Live (and you shall live, oh)
By faith you shall
You shall live and not die, no, no, no,
the devil is a liar)
Live (just know his contract has expired)
Live (and you shall live, oh)
By faith you shall
You shall live and not die, no, no, no,
I just need some of your lovey dovey kisses they set my soul free
You must be special, a California girlie for a cowboy like me
I just need some
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