Neck On The New Blade Lyrics
high fiddle high fiddle low fiddle lowthere's a ghost bound in my soulhigh fiddle high fiddle low fiddle lowthere's a cold blade on my crowa crooked in my walk a stumble in my talkis what i'm after little girlmetal on the red overcast in headi'm goin' down an feelin' illhigh fiddle high fiddle low fiddle lowthere's a girl that i knowyou ain't never had one i don't believe you willthis is your season for standin' stillmetal on the red overcast in headi'm goin' down an feelin' illsee boys i've known her from way backback when she was deadtongues on fire spoke the worddarkness left her headholy my other hand that's a fuckin' jokelike steel cold knife on the bridge of strifewere the words i spoke
16 Horsepower Neck On The New Blade
