Roll Me Through The Gates Of Hell-Mischief Brew

歌手 : Mischief Brew
专辑 : Smash The Windows
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:35

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Roll Me Through The Gates Of Hell - Mischief Brew
I am a leader but you will not follow me
I ain't no preacher for I'm full of blasphemy
See you in hell boys
See you in hell boys
Like an angel who'd been dancin' with some devils
I'm a bad girl with a hope for better days
My laughter is spiced with mischief
I won't toss salt kiss it up or pray
When you offer pink or blue I'll take the blackest
When you offer only two I'll offer three
When you point me in a direction I'll run backwards
And at the border of utopia I'll toast to anarchy
Cause fire and rock I'm coming home to you
Well I'm pickin' the bones out of my dinner stew
Open up the gates of hell and roll me through
Fire and rock I'm coming home to you
I am a leader but you will not follow me
I ain't no preacher for I'm full of blasphemy
See you in hell boys
See you in hell boys
So you're sayin' satan's army's rising up soon
Well if it is I'm secretary of no state no state
I got wrenches rocks and bottles in my tool pouch
My desire is society's jail bait
Cause there's tons of guys a'mopin' bout the work day
Dimes by the dozen
Their song weighs a thousand pounds
But there's nothin' like a lady with a buzzsaw
I just might build your house but I just might tear it down
Cause fire and rock I'm coming home to you
Well I'm pickin' the bones out of my dinner stew
Open up the gates of hell and roll me through
Fire and rock I'm coming home to you
I am a leader but you will not follow me
I ain't no preacher for I'm full of blasphemy
See you in hell boys
See you in hell boys
Yes barkeep I will surely have another
To the witches to the goblins and the trolls
I'll be comin' to recruit your rebel children
There ain't no use in lockin' doors
There's one of me in every hole
With mud on my boots
And blood on my jeans
I'll take those pretty dresses
Tear 'em at the seams
Roll me through the gates of hell
Oh please
And I'll be back in your daughter's dreams
I am a leader but you will not follow me
I ain't no preacher for I'm full of blasphemy
See you in hell boys
See you in hell
See you in hell boys
See you in hell
See you in hell boys