I've got one foot in Heaven and my head lost in Hell Too many stories in my head, the kind you can't easily tell I've got too many bad habits, I have got too many faults Born under the sign of the Capricorn, bastard son of a fish and a goat Always heading for more than I can take And I can never have enough of these feelings
And even if I changed my name My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster) He comes (He comes) He messes (Your life up) And then he's gone All hail the Trickster For he's the one who comes
He messes everybody's lives up And then he's gone
I am the son of a gun, I am the son of a son Who could never look it in the eye and face the damage he has done I strive with the world to stay pure at heart, as I should have always been So I say another prayer and I take another sip, to keep on with this dream within a dream
Always heading for more than I can take
And I can never have enough of these feelings And even if I changed my name My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster) He comes (He comes) He messes (Your life up) And then he's gone All hail the Trickster
For he's the one who comes He messes everybody's lives up And then he's gone
I dance under the moonlight at the end of the longest days My stomping on the ground becomes the music and the dance itself My mouth can swallow everything, never been sober in my life The dance brings people new life, while the rhythm dampens their thighs Always heading for more than I can take And I can never have enough of these feelings And even if I changed my name My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster) He comes (He comes) He messes (Your life up) And then he's gone
All hail the Trickster For he's the one who comes He messes everybody's lives up And then he's gone Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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