1.Frivolous Franny
Father forgive me for I have sinned
There's blood on my hands 'cause I have killed
I dream of heaven but I feel pain
I think of peace but I go insane
Frivolous Franny, sweet as pie
A heart of gold, in a world of lies
Oh doctor, you conceited Freudian fool
This soul of mine is a too muddy pool
Reminisce in youth and sin
It only woke the beast within
Just a block away from the local post office
A young blond was found, left for dead in a an alley
The man who found her saw her pretty face
Wondering why such a beauty couldn't be saved
Sirens are whining but it's all too late
Damage done, I didn't hesitate
Cops are knocking on the front door
I promised I wouldn't hurt her no more
2.In Dutch
You thought you could outwit and set the rules
Too bad, 'cause I got news for you
Caught you by surprise
Unveiled your lousy disguise
Well you're in Dutch
Can't escape my clutch
You will die in a trice
You're in Dutch
Surrounded by darkness you believed I wouldn't see
But I don't need a light when my instinct is guiding me
You thought you were sage
But I've been on your tail
Well you're in Dutch
Can't escape my clutch
And now you will pay
You're in Dutch
With misplaced contempt you trod sacred ground
Before you trespassed you should have looked around
3.Johnny Got Lucky
Everybody bears a cross
Fate's decided by a divine toss
Kneel down pages, obey the Lord
'cause you never know what He's got in store
Zoloft and Luvox, bullied at school
Shotguns and rifles, they popped a few
Johnny got lucky, Johnny was saved
Johnny got lucky, got down on his knees and prayed
The Lord moves in mysterious ways
While the father o flies tries to lead you astray
Read the Bible and follow Christ
And there might be mercy for you tonight
Johnny got lucky, Johnny was saved
Johnny got lucky, got down on his knees and prayed
Johnny got lucky, Johnny was saved
Johnny got lucky, pious Johnny got away
4.Lecherous
Your face is painted on canvas
Bentley on the drive
Ocean-view penthouse
Diamonds for the wife
You got everything money can buy
You take what you want with a laugh and a lie
There is a thorn in your flesh
Your daughter's lecherous
Your picture is in the paper
Charity work for the poor
Professor of the innocent
On Sundays you praise the Lord
Running for governor since the day you were born
Your dream is waning, you loose control
There is a thorn in your flesh
Your daughter's lecherous
5.Flying Dutchman
Roaming the streets of Kathmandu
Looking for meaning, looking for life
They say that I'm lost, I guess it's true
Wasted dreaming of a better ride
Rosy forecasts, nothing lasts
A golden future has come to pass
Like a Flying Dutchman
Against the stream and through the mill
I fight and I struggle
But in the end it's all downhill
A Flying Dutchman
Against the stream and thorugh the mill
What am I fighting for？
When in the end it's all downhill
Trophies torn to shreds but I don't see
My glory's gone, I can't accept
I try to resist but I'm too weak
Time has come, I'm out of my depth
6.Welcome to the Night
Bad news has come to town today
A wicked murderess they say
Teasing heads of fine young men
A black widow in the end
Seduction with most cunning skill
Like a child she plays your will
You believe thet you're the one
By tomorrow you'll be gone
Welcome to the night, mistress of the moonlight
With arms open wide and star shattering eyes
Temptation of the dark, yet danger from behind
Welcome to then ight, the playground of her crime
She's too good to be true
And she's hitting just on you
Before dawn you realize
There's more thann meets the eye
Your hands are tied, she's in control
Her on top, your sweat turns cold
Cry of love, a scream of fright
A glorious goodbye
Her charm makes you hungry for her love
Forbidden fruit you can't get enough
7.Waiting In the Wings
As my father's son I have the honor
I am disciplined like a Spartan
Body hard as stone in shinig armor
The day I will kill is the day that I will reign
Have faith, I won't falter
I'm trained and I am strong
A warrior made for combat
My sword is tempered and hungry for hostile blood
I am waiting
Waiting in the wings
Oh, I'm ready to rise
Waiting in the wings
Oh, I'm ready to strike
My time will come I know
Got to be patient and trust
I have learned from the best
Determined and eager, fulfill my final test
Dead or victorious, there ain't no other way
Dead or victorious, today I must gain
Oh, my elder's acclaim
The day I will kill is the day that I will reign
8.Give Me One More Shot
You've got that something fools call love
No mater how much, never enough
It feels like drugs, it kills the pain
But it crumbles a man when you take it all away
Before you decide to cut me off
Appease my needs before I bleed
And give me one more shot
Gratify and tame the beast within
Before the drums come marching in
Oh let me, let me have a shot
This cold turkey is gonna cut real deep
Feverish I'm craving, but you don't hear my plea
Reconsider, but your absence speaks
Delirium kicks in as I speak
9.The Butcher's Knife
Their hands ain't tied, free to run, but they don't move a wink
They don't know where to go, forgotten how to think
Pavlov's dogs on hind legs waiting for a sign
One by one they march into the sheperd's fire
Sheep without wool
Are heading for
The butcher's knife
A pedigree of sinners and saints follows as he sways
A piece of bread and a mug of wine to bleat another day
Goats are friends, birds ok, pigs are enemies
Cause of the mother of mothers' shame siters have to bleed
10.Tears Won't Rinse
Tears won't rinse your soul
The pain won't hide your guilt
No cover for the blood on your hands
Regret won't erase your faults
Purgatory, time stands still
Purgatory breaks your will
You repent yourself too late
Prayers won't vcure your sins
Purify your deeds in the afterlife
And pay for your breach of faith
Day after day, when the blues take you
Every ight you'e about to loos
All day fever burns
No way back, the tide has turned
11.Never Be Clever
Going down the line, my head up high
Wonder why it's so hard to feel fine
Got all I need
Plastic teeth
A pocket full of speed
And I'm cool with the heat
I got a groovy little lady
Seems I'm waisting her time
Got a hit and a bullet
Still back in crime
People say I used to do better
So I guess I'm gonna have to get myself together
But I'll never
Ooh aah aah
I'll never be clever
I'll never be clever
Ooh aah aah
I'll never be clever
Some say I'm suicidal
With a sense of humour
Some say I'm faking it all
Trying to start rumours
Some people say a moment lasts longer
I find myself at home
Settled down, write a song
I'll love to hang around
In black people's places
Fascinated staring at faces
Holy mama, make me concentrate
Got to write a song
And I got to create
Going down the line, my head up high
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