King Heroin
by James Brown
Ladies and Gentlemen
Fellow Americans
Lady Americans
This is James Brown
I wanna talk to you about one of our
Most deadly
Killers in the country today
I had a dream the other night, and I
Was sittin' in my living room
Dozed off to sleep
So I start to dreamin'
I dreamed I walked in a place and
I saw a real strange, weird object
Standin' up talkin' to the people
And I found out it was Heroin
That deadly drug that go in your veins
He says:
I came to this country without a passport
Ever since then I've been hunted and sought
My little white grains are nothin' but waste
Soft and deadly and bitter to taste
I'm a world of power and all know it's true
Use me once and you'll know it, too
I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books
I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks
I can make a good man forsake his wife
Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life
I can make a man forsake his country and flag
Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag
Some think my adventure's a joy and a thrill
But I'll put a gun in your hand and make you kill
In cellophane bags I've found my way
To heads of state and children at play
I'm financed in China, ran in Japan
I'm respected in Turkey and I'm legal in Siam
I take my addicts and make 'em steal, borrow, beg
Then they search for a vein in their arm or their leg
So, be you Italian, Jewish, Black or Mex
I can make the most virile of men forget their sex
So now, no, my man, you must (you know) do your best
To keep up your habit until your arrest
Now the police have taken you from under my wing
Do you think they dare defy me, I who am king?
Now, you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm -- with discomfort -- wiggle and cough (hack!)
Six days of madness, hah! You might throw me off
Curse me in name! Defy me in speech!
But you'd pick me up right no if I were in your reach
All through your sentence you've become resolved to your fate
Hear now! younng man and woman, I'll be waitin' at the gate
Don't be afraid, don't run! I'm not chased
Sure my name is Heroin! You'll be back for a taste
Behold, you're hooked!
Your foot is in the stirrup
And make -- haste!
Mount the steed!
And ride him well
For the white horse of heroin
Will ride you to Hell!
To Hell!
Will ride you to Hell!
Until you are dead!
Dead, brother! Dead!
This is a revolution of the mind
Get your mind together
And get away from drugs!
That's the man!
Back! Back
mmmm, good song...
kinda humorous in a way
kinda humorous in a way
Oh now you're into funk eh.....LOL.....well you are the "Musicologist" as Prince says.....how bout you post the lyrics to that Bowie tune.....I think it's waiting for the man......Iggy does it so of course you'll know it....that's my favorite dope song because it hits ya about just how the man has that power....so he holds you where he wants you......THEN with abuse of power....LOL....as the lyrics say......."He's never early. He's always LATE"....I think that how it goes.
Plus it hits home....how this dude puts himself in a dangerous neighborhood, and people stop and ask......what you want......why you here....ummm cause I'm waiting for my dearest friend....love of my life......I'll wait impatiently for hours, and spend a fortune in quarters for a pay phone.
So yeah if ya could that'd be great to post the lyrics.
Plus it hits home....how this dude puts himself in a dangerous neighborhood, and people stop and ask......what you want......why you here....ummm cause I'm waiting for my dearest friend....love of my life......I'll wait impatiently for hours, and spend a fortune in quarters for a pay phone.
So yeah if ya could that'd be great to post the lyrics.
waiting for my man is toaaadily
velvet underground.
he he ;-)
maybe bowie covered it?
that could be interesting....
velvet underground.
he he ;-)
maybe bowie covered it?
that could be interesting....
here you go-
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
PR shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
PR shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
this one kind of glorifies heroin use, but heck, here goes:
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
Then I tell you things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me, not you guys
Or all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
On a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man cannot be free
Of all the evils of this town
And of himself and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life, ha-ha
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jims in this town
And all the politicians making crazy sounds
And everybody putting everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when that heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head
Man thank God that I'm as good as dead
And thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
also by velvet underground.
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
Then I tell you things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me, not you guys
Or all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
On a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man cannot be free
Of all the evils of this town
And of himself and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life, ha-ha
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jims in this town
And all the politicians making crazy sounds
And everybody putting everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when that heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head
Man thank God that I'm as good as dead
And thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
also by velvet underground.
listening to the song is just
as good as being freaked out
on dope, anyway.
one of my friends quotes once:
"why do you need heroin when
you got the velvet underground"
he he
(maybe i shouldnt have posted those lyrics,
but hey, it's a good reminder of how
your mindset can be controlled
over a drug. sorry if i offended anyone,
that wasn't my intention)
as good as being freaked out
on dope, anyway.
one of my friends quotes once:
"why do you need heroin when
you got the velvet underground"
he he
(maybe i shouldnt have posted those lyrics,
but hey, it's a good reminder of how
your mindset can be controlled
over a drug. sorry if i offended anyone,
that wasn't my intention)
Hey, Paisley thanks for that so fast.......yeah that line about first thing you learn is ya always gotta wait....ain't that the truth.
Lou Reed, man right there.....ya think back to all that most amazing music.
Not sure why I think Bowie did it.....I was thinking he wrote it.....I'll have to check.....I'm a half wit anyway so don't mind me.
Appreciate both those lyrics.....thanks.....oh, and you can post the glorification of dope in a song.....we all know "IT'S ALL GOOD TILL IT GOES BAD".
Lou Reed, man right there.....ya think back to all that most amazing music.
Not sure why I think Bowie did it.....I was thinking he wrote it.....I'll have to check.....I'm a half wit anyway so don't mind me.
Appreciate both those lyrics.....thanks.....oh, and you can post the glorification of dope in a song.....we all know "IT'S ALL GOOD TILL IT GOES BAD".
=))))))
This one's IT for me:
Jane says / I'm done with Sergio /Treats me like a rag doll/ She hides/ the television /says I don't owe him nothin' / But if /he comes back again / Tell him to wait right here for me/ oh Try Again Tomorrow/ Gonna kick tomorrow...
She get mad / She start to cry / She take a swing man, but she can't hit / She don't mean no harm, she just don't know / What else to do about it
Jane says /have you seen my wig around I feel naked without it / She knows / They all want her to go / Well that's ok man, she don't like them anyway /Jane says she's goin away to Spain when / she gets her money saved / She's gonna start tomorrow / Gonna kick tomorrow...
Jane goes to the store at eight / She walk up on Saint Andrews / She waits / Gets her dinner there / She pulls her dinner from her pocket ...
Jane says she never been in love / She don't know what it is /only knows if someone wants her / I want them if they want me /I only know they want me...
Jane says... "Jane Says" by Jane's Addiction
Jane says / I'm done with Sergio /Treats me like a rag doll/ She hides/ the television /says I don't owe him nothin' / But if /he comes back again / Tell him to wait right here for me/ oh Try Again Tomorrow/ Gonna kick tomorrow...
She get mad / She start to cry / She take a swing man, but she can't hit / She don't mean no harm, she just don't know / What else to do about it
Jane says /have you seen my wig around I feel naked without it / She knows / They all want her to go / Well that's ok man, she don't like them anyway /Jane says she's goin away to Spain when / she gets her money saved / She's gonna start tomorrow / Gonna kick tomorrow...
Jane goes to the store at eight / She walk up on Saint Andrews / She waits / Gets her dinner there / She pulls her dinner from her pocket ...
Jane says she never been in love / She don't know what it is /only knows if someone wants her / I want them if they want me /I only know they want me...
Jane says... "Jane Says" by Jane's Addiction
that song always gives me the chills,alaska =/
did you ever respond to my question about where you
got your screen name? stephanie says- by the velvet underground..
just curious?
did you ever respond to my question about where you
got your screen name? stephanie says- by the velvet underground..
just curious?
No I did not respond but not out of rudeness;my comp went on the fritz & I have only gotten back on. Alaska is just a name that I picked for myself long ago when folks went by names like Dave Hinge (for his hinge tats on his inner elbows) or Mary Misfit (cause she liked the Misfits) I just like the word Alasska, as a name.I love the Velvets, however- but I don't know the song Stephanie Says. Do you know the lyrics?
Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why she's given half her life, to people she hates now
Stephanie says when answering the phone
What country shall I say is calling from across the world
But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska
Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind
It's all in her mind
Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why it is though she's the door She can't be the room
Stephanie says but doesn't hang up the phone
What sea shell she is calling from across the world
But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska
Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind
It's all in her mind
They're asking is it good or bad
It's such an icy feeling it's so cold in Alaska,
it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska
=))))
Why she's given half her life, to people she hates now
Stephanie says when answering the phone
What country shall I say is calling from across the world
But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska
Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind
It's all in her mind
Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why it is though she's the door She can't be the room
Stephanie says but doesn't hang up the phone
What sea shell she is calling from across the world
But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska
Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind
It's all in her mind
They're asking is it good or bad
It's such an icy feeling it's so cold in Alaska,
it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska
=))))
i love that song......jeff buckley also did a great cover of it too.....
Did you meet Jeff Buckley or jeff Buckley's drummer.....seemed pretty intense whoever he was.....LOL....sure ya chat up a famous drummer, and I get a guy from North Carolina drawing a map on the tour bus in the dirt on the bus.
BTW Alaska, and paisley......Janes Addiction....did you ever see that film Perry did I think it was called GIFT...well there's a rooster running around in it, and the girl OD's, and dies, and yes he does get with her corpse.....actually it was pretty though.....maybe shouldn't have glorified a heroin OD though.
I like the line "That's all right, man she don't like them any way"
BTW Alaska, and paisley......Janes Addiction....did you ever see that film Perry did I think it was called GIFT...well there's a rooster running around in it, and the girl OD's, and dies, and yes he does get with her corpse.....actually it was pretty though.....maybe shouldn't have glorified a heroin OD though.
I like the line "That's all right, man she don't like them any way"
I KNEW THAT song would strike a big chord w/ us gals,I just LOVE that song.I was walking thru a neighborhood one day ,since moving here,& someone was playing it v.loud.I just stood outside the house listening, w/ my head down suddenly HOMESICK for L.A. I have scored on Saint Andrews;It was a notorious spot in L.A. @ one point. & Perry Farrell, who I always felt looked like a demented marionette, sings the hell outta that song, just makes it ache. I like that line too.The Stephanie Says lyrics gave me a chill,wow,man no wonder you assumed that it's so apt! LOVED "why am I the door not the room"--That Lou,whoa!Whatta brilliant,vicious cat, whatta brain...aren't BRAINS sexy??
Brains????????? That PF is a LollaPalooza doozzaaa......must have mucho buckaroonies if ya ask me.......O.K. this will sound bizarre, but for some reason I can not fathom there being Jewish addicts.......I know anyone can be an addict.....heroin does not discriminate, but both of those guys are jewish.....I will tell you brains........albeit a chick who was a heroin addict.......who I believe now has longer clean time than me.....a jewish girl.......she ran her junkie life like a business.......beat me a couple times too, but who don't.....still I had to wonder like what happened cause she had education, and all......but then again so do alot of us here........so no matter where we are from, and who we've known, and even the love of our own mothers often......we were vulnerable, and used, and now we're wising up.
Alaska I don't think brains are sexy.......I find creepy more to my liking.....I am definately getting past that finally.......you are intelligent......you with a very intelligent guy who is also compassionate i see that happening.....you should tell us your sun sign......I'll tell ya who to hook up with.......WAIT......a Doctor would be great......or a owner of health food chain......you know your stuff, and could be co-owner.
Alaska I don't think brains are sexy.......I find creepy more to my liking.....I am definately getting past that finally.......you are intelligent......you with a very intelligent guy who is also compassionate i see that happening.....you should tell us your sun sign......I'll tell ya who to hook up with.......WAIT......a Doctor would be great......or a owner of health food chain......you know your stuff, and could be co-owner.
Well riddle me silly.....I just thought of a song I associate with using.....it ain't about dope, but it was a re-doer......some old song....and it was alllll over the radio when I was in the thick of it.
Baby you're all that I need
when I'm lying here in your arms
isn't it hard to believe we're in heaven
Some kiddie pop song.......starts out.....Once in your life.......blah, blah...you have me coming back for more....the chicks voice on the new version is chillingly sickening sweet.......I was waiting on someone to hook me up, and her kid had that on, and i recall thinking it was allllllll about my dear beloved dope........sad huh????????????
Baby you're all that I need
when I'm lying here in your arms
isn't it hard to believe we're in heaven
Some kiddie pop song.......starts out.....Once in your life.......blah, blah...you have me coming back for more....the chicks voice on the new version is chillingly sickening sweet.......I was waiting on someone to hook me up, and her kid had that on, and i recall thinking it was allllllll about my dear beloved dope........sad huh????????????
No Mr. Brownstone by Guns&Roses? "We've been dancing with Mr. Brownstone, he's been knocking, he won't leave me alone." Ech that one always gets me, way too upbeat. There's a whole bunch of bands I listen to that sing about heroin, kinda stinks because some of them I can't even listen to, sparks somethig in me. Alot of thier names are very offfensive so I wont list them, but here are a few by Acid Bath, I listened to this band ALOT when I was sick and recovering; the title of this song pretty much says it all;
Dope Fiend
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you look so motherf***ing dead? ..Dead? Dead?
Why do I feel so dead?
Why do I feel so high? High? High?
Kill me...I'm a dope fiend.
Do not Judge me...
Kill....Kill me.
Kill....Kill me.
Screaming insects hail the queen..Welcome the killer home
Burning blood close to your dead love..???
Put your bloody hands on me..and whisper in my ear
Burning bodies keep us warm..and have for a million years
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why!?
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
I think these lyrics might be messed up becuase I copied and pasted them from a site instead of looking in the album. This whole album "When the Kite String Pops" I think is pretty much all about Heroin; then there is Tranquilized
Tranquilized
Sedated and lazy
Cold skies full of blue
The sun burns forever
It reminds me of you
On your dead shore
The sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
I will make it through even without you
My sky will be blue
I live tranquilized
Slow motion, liquid universe
I'm feeling nowhere
It doesn't matter where we go because I already been there
On your dead shore
The sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
Their dying of rabies, eating their babies
In a fields of dead daisies
I live tranquilized
I live (yeah..)
I live (yeah..)
I live (yeah..)
I live
I live
I live
I live
Tranquilized....
I'm numb (yeah..) and unfeeling
So I just burn and stare at the ceiling
I'm here but so far away
I see your mouth moving but can't hear what you say
And I don't think I'd give a f***...anyway!
And this one always gets me, It's from "Paegan Terrorism Tactics" reminds me of my freind who died, kind of funny because I think he may have hated this band.
Graveflower
Like Murder
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
Where kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
Like Murder
The ghost of a pale girl is solemnly following me
Pale will she follow me
Into the sea
I feel the flowers screaming
To consume you
Like Murder
Earth and sky your cradle
Earth and sky entomb you
And death beside me
I burrow through the dust
In your skull
But I cannot seem to find your soul
Bloodless and numb
We orbit the sun
Hungry will this pale thing
Follow me into the sea
On the cold side of her face
The reptiles awake
Locust swarm from open mouths
That sing thy kingdom come
While blackness hums
Nothing is true
and I'm tired of your sad today
You're screaming because
There's nothing left for you to say
Bloodless and numb
We orbit the sun
Hungry will this pale thing
Follow me into the sea
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
Where kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
Like Murder...
Dope Fiend
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you look so motherf***ing dead? ..Dead? Dead?
Why do I feel so dead?
Why do I feel so high? High? High?
Kill me...I'm a dope fiend.
Do not Judge me...
Kill....Kill me.
Kill....Kill me.
Screaming insects hail the queen..Welcome the killer home
Burning blood close to your dead love..???
Put your bloody hands on me..and whisper in my ear
Burning bodies keep us warm..and have for a million years
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why!?
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
Yeah motherf***er, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..
I think these lyrics might be messed up becuase I copied and pasted them from a site instead of looking in the album. This whole album "When the Kite String Pops" I think is pretty much all about Heroin; then there is Tranquilized
Tranquilized
Sedated and lazy
Cold skies full of blue
The sun burns forever
It reminds me of you
On your dead shore
The sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
I will make it through even without you
My sky will be blue
I live tranquilized
Slow motion, liquid universe
I'm feeling nowhere
It doesn't matter where we go because I already been there
On your dead shore
The sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
Their dying of rabies, eating their babies
In a fields of dead daisies
I live tranquilized
I live (yeah..)
I live (yeah..)
I live (yeah..)
I live
I live
I live
I live
Tranquilized....
I'm numb (yeah..) and unfeeling
So I just burn and stare at the ceiling
I'm here but so far away
I see your mouth moving but can't hear what you say
And I don't think I'd give a f***...anyway!
And this one always gets me, It's from "Paegan Terrorism Tactics" reminds me of my freind who died, kind of funny because I think he may have hated this band.
Graveflower
Like Murder
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
Where kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
Like Murder
The ghost of a pale girl is solemnly following me
Pale will she follow me
Into the sea
I feel the flowers screaming
To consume you
Like Murder
Earth and sky your cradle
Earth and sky entomb you
And death beside me
I burrow through the dust
In your skull
But I cannot seem to find your soul
Bloodless and numb
We orbit the sun
Hungry will this pale thing
Follow me into the sea
On the cold side of her face
The reptiles awake
Locust swarm from open mouths
That sing thy kingdom come
While blackness hums
Nothing is true
and I'm tired of your sad today
You're screaming because
There's nothing left for you to say
Bloodless and numb
We orbit the sun
Hungry will this pale thing
Follow me into the sea
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
Where kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
Like Murder...
listen!!!!
http://www.ezarchive.com/merzmars/A...You+Hear+Me.mp3
with headphones on full blast, dont
tell me you didn't get any chills.
Lord, help me out
I'd take my life, but I'm in doubt
Just where my soul will lie
Deep in the earth or way up in the sky
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?
All my life has left my side
Can't get enough out of life to keep me satisfied
I'm lost about everything
Lord look what state I'm in
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?
lord can you hear me- spiritualized.
find out more@ allmusic.com if interested- they
all ex-addicts (as far as i know) - have pretty inspiring lyrics
and beautiful music.
http://www.ezarchive.com/merzmars/A...You+Hear+Me.mp3
with headphones on full blast, dont
tell me you didn't get any chills.
Lord, help me out
I'd take my life, but I'm in doubt
Just where my soul will lie
Deep in the earth or way up in the sky
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?
All my life has left my side
Can't get enough out of life to keep me satisfied
I'm lost about everything
Lord look what state I'm in
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, when I call?
Lord can you hear me, hear me at all?
lord can you hear me- spiritualized.
find out more@ allmusic.com if interested- they
all ex-addicts (as far as i know) - have pretty inspiring lyrics
and beautiful music.
