Just like Lon Chaney gonna climb down and Haunt you in you're sleep Just lie any decent funeral gonna pour out in the street If it gets too cold this winter time gonna flood the place next Spring You can bet it was a sure thing
Just like that son of a bitch gonna wind up in the Whitehouse everytinek And the silver's there just to keep your mind off the copper in your dime And the war between the States was just a bell they had to ring You can bet it was a sure thing
And I'm taking up serpents again And I'm speaking in tongues unknown to men I thought that was a letter that I would never have to send But I'm taking up serpents again Yes I'm taking up serpents again
Just like the horses trapped in the salt mine when the company sealed the place And after they serve the coffee there's a stain running through the lace And after flying through that fire, man, there ain't a feather left in that wing You can bet it was a sure thing
And I'm taking up serpents again And I'm speaking in tongues unknown to men I thought the cracks through that heart was finally on the mend But I'm taking up serpents again Yes I'm taking up serpents againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
