Saturday, December 29, 2007

My (and your) Last Year

drunk on blood and oil

Let us raise a glass
And we'll drink a toast
And the devil will dance
With the Holy Ghost
And the good and the wicked
The strong and frail
They will all join hands
At the end of the world

I don't know the reason why I seem to need a release
I can't stand to beg for favors like a child on his knees
But I won't go on a minute 'til I get me some peace
On the road to Armageddon

I done things I'd be ashamed to see in black and white
There are times I miss distinctions over wrong and right
But I'm gonna get an answer when I get there tonight
On the road to Armageddon

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