Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up, get on up, right, left Left, left, left, left, left, right, left Get on up, get on up,
Feelin' good, feelin' good All the money in the world spent on feelin' good A wino met me in the street He said, ?Help me find some Sneakin' Pete Help
Life's a strain of painful things to be overcome We mark the mile by our trials and suffer everyone But hold them near and keep them dear and don't be
Early in the morning When the church bells toll The choir's gonna sing And the hearse will roll On down to the graveyard Where it's cold and gray And
The foreman touched the cold steel lines The rail bed was frozen with ice In the distance an engine was keeping good time The steam whistle moaned just
I wish I knew how it would feel to be free I wish I could break all of they chains they holding me And I wish I could say all the things that I should
You know the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes I said the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes Well that's the stuff you
Had a sweet little girl, I lose my baby, boy, ain't that bad Had a sweet little girl, I lose my baby, boy, ain't that bad You can't spend what you ain
Walking along on a path in the mountains I saw a bird flying way up high Gold were it's wings in that time of the morning Flashing at me as they flew
Cold iron shackles and ball and chain Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train You know you bound to wind up dead If you don't head back to Tennessee
I worked the land to raise a family Til I was weary to the bone But hard labor never bothered me Lord it's all I've ever known Too many seasons are calamity
In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia There's a place that I love so well Where I spent many days of my childhood In a cabin where we loved to dwell
Running in the parking lot, I'm four years old I am lost, those were the days Soft memory of voices in the other room Comforting you, as you fall asleep
"I want to kill everyone, Satan is good, Satan is our pal..." Seething, inbreeding, ignorant, believing liars...salvage Seething, inbreeding the fear
I can feel the darkness reaching in As I touch the place you may as well have never been Love can hurt much more than one can bear When a heart beats
Ey, ey, check it out homie Man, you need to get up out of this spot man And get a job man before you get smoked man I know you don't wanna hear it man
The grip no longer holds When passion abandons The bonds no longer clutch And the rope screams you name A path of daggers But where to step A hallway
Are we a fantasy Swimming in theocracy? We are far from holy The wholeness of one Repeat after me We lost the key of sight Now blind, we fear in flight