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Saint Judas | Undertaker
06:19
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Oh Love, the maker
Love is a thief
Oh Love, won’t you make me
Won’t you make me believe
Oh Love, the undertaker
Diggin’ so deep
Oh Love, won’t you take me
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Been on the both sides of a swingin’ fist
Been on the both sides of a swingin’ fist
Been on the both sides of a swingin’ fist
Hit me so hard like a Judas kiss
Judas Kiss. Oh, Judas Kiss
Hit me so hard like a Judas kiss
Down on my knees at the riverside
Down on my knees at the riverside
Down on my knees at the riverside
This heart’s as broken as the raven’s cry
A raven’s cryin’ . Oh, a raven cry
This heart’s as open as the raven’s cry
Oh Love, the maker,
Love is a thief
Oh Love, won’t you make me
Won’t you make me believe
Oh Love, the undertaker
Diggin’ so deep
Oh Love, won’t you take me
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Dig me a grave in the open plain
Dig me a grave in the open plain
Dig me a grave in the open plain
Lower me down and pull me up again
Up again. Oh, up again
Lower me down and pull me up again
Oh Love, the maker,
Love is a thief
Oh Love, won’t you make me
Won’t you make me believe
Oh love the undertaker
Diggin’ so deep
Oh Love won’t you take me
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
Won’t you take me please
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Saint Judas | Delilah
06:13
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You come to me with ropes and knives
But you can set those things aside
Believe me
All you need is your kiss, your eyes
Sing your siren’s lullaby
To slay me
Come slice me like the crescent moon slices the sea
Delilah
I built this wall of 10,000 stones
Just so you could break it down
I’m waiting
You’ve sent a hundred men to try
But none of them could take my life
Delilah
You can have my locks
You can have my sight
You can have my breath
You can have my might
Delilah. Oh Delilah
I built this ladder of 80 rungs
One for every star you strung above me
At the top you’ll find the shears
That in your hands can cut me free
Please send me back to the tailor who fashioned me
Please send me back to the tailor who fashioned me
Oh Delilah
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Saint Judas, Saint Judas, Saint Judas
You got a shot glass scar on your forehead
You got holes in the soles of both of your boots
You’re a movie where the good guys are bad
And the bad guys are good
You like your whiskey neat
As a military sheet
So you drink it straight from the bag
But the kiss on the lips that whiskey is kissin’
They ‘bout to execute an innocent man
Saint Judas,
With your noose on tight
Saint Judas,
Guide us through the night
Saint Judas
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame
You got a stack of cash in your pocket
Oh you sold him for the price of a slave
But at the end of the day which of you is the slave?
You both got your price to pay
Oh, Jericho, it fell to the trumpets
Oh and Heaven, it’s going to fall to the hounds
Oh, but you’ll take your fall like a tightrope walker
But you’ll never hit the ground
No, no. You’ll be dancing on nothin’
David, he’s the Saint of the Poets
Julian, he’s the Saint of the Clowns
Oh well, now you’re the Saint of the Sinners, boy
So won’t you buy us all another round?
Oh buy us all another round
Saint Judas,
With your noose on tight
Saint Judas,
Guide us through the night
Saint Judas
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame
Bottoms up to ya, buddy
‘cuz somebody had to take the blame
Saint Judas
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When a butterfly flies toward the hands of Love
Love would never rush her
And when she goes to fly away
Love would never crush her
Of course, those dusty wings could never lift me
Of course, those dusty wings could never lift me
If the stars could sing, they’d surely sing of you
If the stars could sing, they’d surely …
If the stars could sing
If the stars could sing, they’d surely sing of you
If the stars could sing, they’d surely sing of you
If the stars could sing, they’d surely …
If the stars could sing
If the stars could sing, they’d surely sing of you
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Been in the Storm so long
Singin’ we been in the Storm so long
Singin’ oh, give us more time to pray
We’ve been in the Storm so long
The Rain, it is comin’ down
Singin’ the Rain, it is comin’ down
Singin’ oh, give us more time to pray
We’ve been in the Storm so long
The Wind, it is howlin’ now
Singin’ the Wind, it is howlin’ now
Singin’ oh, give us more time to pray
We’ve been in the Storm so long
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I thought I saw a shootin’ star
It was a cigarette thrown from a trucker’s window
Life can be as rough as a Mississippi highway
Knock your daddy down for the count one, two, three
The leaves are gonna fall
The geese are gonna fly away
I’m gonna drop my needle in the hay
I’m gonna lay a fat kiss on the cold wet cheeks of Winter
and watch her blush
I’m gonna rub her clammy hands until her icy blue eyes
begin to glimmer
Oh, she make me shiver
Oh, she make me shiver
Life can be as rough as a Mississippi highway
Knock your daddy down for the count one, two, three
The leaves are gonna fall
The geese are gonna fly away
I’m gonna drop my needle in the hay
Oh, I’m gonna lay a fat kiss on the cold wet cheeks of Winter
and watch her blush
I’m gonna rub her clammy hands until her icy blue eyes
begin to glimmer
Oh, she make me simmer
Oh, she make me simmer
Winter won’t you drop bit of Faith in my pocket
Winter won’t you drop of Faith
Winter won’t you drop bit of Faith in my pocket
Faith in my pocket
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We gotta keep the fire burnin’
We gotta keep the fire burnin’ bright now
We gotta keep the fire burnin’
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Singin’, don’t you worry, no
Don’t you worry no, no, no, no
Don’t you worry
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Singin’, don’t you worry, no
Don’t you worry no, no, no, no
Don’t you worry
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
Everybody holds a piece of the sun
We gotta keep the fire burnin’
We gotta keep the fire burnin’ bright now
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9. |
Saint Judas | Coyote
07:19
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Snow’s deep. Blood in my teeth
She’s gone
Wind packs a drift at my back
My paws split, they crack
She’s gone
If I had stepped right, kept her in sight
We’d trot across the lake
I should have smelled cold steel
She’s gone
Dark sky. Snow’s muzzle high
She’s gone
Trap jaw bites into her paw
Sharp ice broke her fall
She’s gone
If I had chewed quick, broken and ripped
Three legs she’d have today
I should have smelled cold steel
She’s gone
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10. |
Saint Judas | Handlebars
03:00
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