Freur The Devil And Darkness Lyrics
The Devil And Darkness by Freur
The devil and the darkness came today
stole all me love and ran away
I turned on you when you turned on me
rolling in the gutter with the snicker snee
Everybody dance, rolling in the dirt
pickin' on a chicken in the chinese shirt
Praise to the heart, and sing it to the mind
And everybody there was a friend of mine, yesterday
The devil and the darkness came today
Stole all me love and ran away
I danced in the streets and I raised to cry
And if you disagree I spit in your eye
Everybody dance, rolling in the dirt
pickin' on a chicken in the chinese shirt
Praise to the heart, and sing it to the mind
And everybody there was a friend of mine, yesterday
Gather to the joyous sound
all the little cheers run round
beat each other to the ground
we were ?
we were ?
Oh, the devil and the darkness came today
Gave me a flag and run away
My flags better then the one next door
See the busy mama's in an all out war
Everybody dance, rolling in the dirt
pickin' on a chicken in the Chinese shirt
Praise to the heart, and sing it to the mind
And everybody there was a friend of mine, yesterday
stole all me love and ran away
I turned on you when you turned on me
rolling in the gutter with the snicker snee
Everybody dance, rolling in the dirt
pickin' on a chicken in the chinese shirt
Praise to the heart, and sing it to the mind
And everybody there was a friend of mine, yesterday
The devil and the darkness came today
Stole all me love and ran away
I danced in the streets and I raised to cry
And if you disagree I spit in your eye
Everybody dance, rolling in the dirt
pickin' on a chicken in the chinese shirt
Praise to the heart, and sing it to the mind
And everybody there was a friend of mine, yesterday
Gather to the joyous sound
all the little cheers run round
beat each other to the ground
we were ?
we were ?
Oh, the devil and the darkness came today
Gave me a flag and run away
My flags better then the one next door
See the busy mama's in an all out war
Everybody dance, rolling in the dirt
pickin' on a chicken in the Chinese shirt
Praise to the heart, and sing it to the mind
And everybody there was a friend of mine, yesterday