from the bowery to the brimstone
i tried to find your heart
with drugs of initiation
the bottom of a barrel that drops
i understand your causes
sympathize the motivation
but all the details of this war
are just self-infatuation
and it's 1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go home
manic blood runs thick my friend
are you looking for a clean escape
what's left when the locks ha
An Eriskay Love Lilt Gradh Geal Mo Chridh lyrics

So sad am I without thee, dear harp of my heart.
When I am lonely, love's light will surely
find the old pathway to thee.
Chorus
Bheir mi ?ro bhan o,  Bheir mi ?ro bhan i,
Bheir mi 
ve all been broken
young children of authority
now how long can you be agile
dancing between the alter and the mercy seat
yeah now here's a chance to make a choice
are you aware of the fire beneath your feet
1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go home
the basement lies within us
our fear comes through the door
now there's nothing left between us
as the fear becomes a roar
once that wheel is in motion
don't 
Black Lashes lyrics

I see a long wait.  I see a long wait ahead,
I permanently shiver in that long wait.
Her long black lashes the long black lashes I feel she won't
Move I said?And I am the knife in y
ou lose what you have found
i'm talking about that burning wheel of tongues
everything that makes it go round and round
we're all born in the devils scorn
they want to see you die
i'm asking you are you true
everything they say is a lie
it's a lie
1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go
1 2 3
nothings for free
4 5 6
pick up the sticks and go
1 2 3
(we're all born)
nothings for free
(in the devils scorn)
1 2 
Don't Wanna Say Goodbye lyrics


Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Big up to all the Brooklyn massive crew
Some they pay no mind, but now them notice Blu
So take your ones, your fiftys, put your hundreds to
your shoes
(we're all born)
nothings for free
(in the devils scorn)
everything they say it's a lie
(we're all born)
it's a lie now
(in the devils scorn)
everything they say it's a lie
it's a lie now
pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
pick up the sticks
(pick up the sticks)
pick up the sticks
and go home
words and music amy ray and ellen james society
copyright 1990 godhap music (bmi)