Lyrics: The 1800s, before the inception Of modern day ideals Fake grip of appeals Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin Double vision, cocaine To a whorehouse of pain New Orleans is a dying whore Naked she sleeps on my floor New Orleans is a dying whore The spreading highway To the underwater staircase Leading up to a black room To leave there you're a fool Mob world politics So broke it can't fix Trapped in a time zone There's no place like home New Orleans is a dying whore If you're not seen break down the door New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Stripped down and beat to the floor New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Blood covered, stuck to my floor New Orleans is a dying whore
Lyrics: You can't fool the fool, 'cause I know it in my head I just want the people to get some before they're dead You can take my body and dry it in the sun Seeing vultures circle overhead This is the home of the beautifully depressed Life is just a moment that rushes all at once Letting the vultures surround me when I'm dead I am the lord of the beautifully depressed Endlessly, cum for me Faithfully, bend for me Lifelessly, hang for me Endlessly, endlessly Push me to the limit I ain't afraid to die Drive me to the limit I proudly pledge to die I dispell the madness by forgetting all the rules You say I follow in the footsteps of pre-existing fools Begging vultures to bury off my head This is the hard life of the beautifully depressed Endlessly, cum for me Faithfully, bend for me Lifelessly, hang for me Endlessly, endlessly Push me to the limit I ain't afraid to die Look before you're in it Are you afraid to die Then join the beautifully depressed The beautifully depressed...
Lyrics: Started from the start Wearing out the headstones Was the end, was the right Taking out a life loan Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross lay behind my head When taken by the undertaker No questions anymore It's higher than the black sky Get you lower than the floor Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross looking down on me Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross hanging over me I was just a young boy My father sounded crazy My death he couldn't bear to see Either joking, sleeping, lazy Hey, old man When you're going six feet down I gotta make that promise to you A stained glass cross lay behind your head Hey, old man When you're going under and down I made a sacred promise to you A stained glass cross looking down on you
Lyrics: In the morning, it takes me quite a while to clear my head And as the day moves on, I find it hard to smile at something said So I took control, priority number one, and that's me Then I cut the dragon's head off, and put away my gun, so let it be So let it be I'm dying prematurely, I'm wasting my life for sure I'm trying to kill what's wrong with me A ghost along the Mississippi I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more, and more But I've got a gift, it's something called my friends or love With them and I combined, I'll beat an early end, it's been done before No time of passing away, of losing just one more day I'm trying to kill what's happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Destroying what's got ahold of me No more the ghost of Mississippi
Lyrics: I do one thing, I do it well It takes up most of my time The advantage is beyond me This curse behind my eyes My dead disguise don't work so well Transparent to the world But in my heart, if it bothers me I'd kill myself and curl I'm falling far from the sun Lucifer's calling on ears that need some now I gave my life to this and it's fooled me oh so well The name they've given me is a man that follows hell A man that follows hell To live outside a city of grief where the quiet becomes pain The human mind, and it's hard to believe, is the knife that splits the brain Some may say I've got it made, what's all the crying for It's a mirror I've got, a reflection of my loved ones out the door I'm calling out to you all Lucifer's falling, so far down I gave my life to this and it fooled me oh so well The proper term for me is a man that follows hell A man that follows hell A man that follows hell A man that follows hell
Lyrics: It took a lot to sell my soul The same thing happened yesterday I paid my price, then felt alive But no pulse is within my veins Never will I lie and say I'm still alive Come what may to me, there's something on my side I'm left with heart, 'cause inside me's gone Compulsion drives me anyway I play my part and my part is large Makes me stronger every day Never will I lie and say I'm still alive Come what may to me, there's something on my side One year and it ain't so bad I'm trying to see things clearly The clearer it gets, the more I'm confused I'm thinking more about blindness Thinking hard about blindness Thinking purely of blindness There's something on my side There's something on my side There's something on my side There's something on my side...
Lyrics: Pray to someone I'm going out of my head Dislocate Stay safe in your unmade bed Lysergik funeral procession The world is watched Straight from your TV sets Makes you ill Turn off and drop out in spurts Lysergik funeral procession I get up, get ready to face this world I come down I come down so hard, I hit then bounce In a pool of piss I lay Once revived, I was better off like I was In so many pieces And I'm so damn mad, so fucking mad To lose that special darkness I've got nothing to lose
You woe to me, battered man Raise the monolith Deitize, my spirit rise Like days the world forgets Down the drain, laid to lame A fool ass hearty bliss Borderline suicide Celebrate before my death (Suck all you fucks) Promised land divide (Promised land, that's doesn't exist) That's why the world lies I give up That's enough I give up I'm underneath my life Dog in heat, beware the street It's there you'll meet your end Poverty is not for me But I'll take her back again To prove a point, to laugh it off To cross you off my path Grip the night ohh, pull the cord A much inspired wrath (Inspired wrath) Promised land divide (The promised land doesn't exist) That's where the world lies (Yeah) Promised land divide (Hoo aaa, hoo aaa, hoo aaa) That's where the world lies I give up That's enough Give up I'm underneath my life Give up That's enough Give up Give up I give up That's enough (Give up) Give up I'm underneath my life I give up That's enough (Yea yea yea) Fuck you, give up (Give up) I'm underneath my life I'm underneath my life (Yea yea yea, yea yea yea) I'm underneath my life (Yea yea yea yea yea yea) Underneath my life Carry me back from the war Carry me back from the war Carry me back from the war And from the lord
Hank 3 is so freaking open minded, the dude goes from singing traditional Country to Hardcore punk,Hillbilly blues,death metal,well just about anything u can think of except Rap,hell he might have a rap demo i dont know
When it comes to hard rock, Phil is indeed an icon, despite all the crap he has had to go through during his professional career. Because on the one hand, let's remember he was responsible for making Pantera get to the top in the 90s, and on the other hand, he was also capable of developing a parallel project that started at that time and still goes on, which is Down.
