Texty:
J Church Church On Fire

the backstreet girls are dancing To the records that the D.J. plays Lonely hearted lovers struggle in dark corners Desperate as the night moves on And

Imitate the kid, you may get yourself some hoes Snap back, flat cap, abstract swagga Kid come correct never messin' up the pattern Y'all jigsaw puzzle Mismatch mess, got my J's on

John Blazed J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing changed J-j-john Blaze J-j-john Blaze Johnny Blaze ain't a

(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker) If you want to see hell, there's a place you can go. Take a little ride down cc road. Deep in the sticks in the

of fire and brimstone Looking at a haunted void - I'm all at sea, flat on thine back As buoyant as the Titanic fifty years on so COME ON, Neptune, DRAG

myself? [J] Oh God bless me indeed When I'm so confused [J] Enlarge my territory [J] Place your love and protection over me at all times Help me! [J

they're sweet talking and name calling And brawling on the fringes of the floor I spot you through the smoke With your eyes on fire From J&B and coke

myself? [J] Oh God bless me indeed When I'm so confused [J] Enlarge my territory [J] Place your love and protection over me at all times Help me! [J

. Mom in the bathroom poppa at work Happened on sunday we shoulda went to Church Look at my shirt, Polo on it It's gon sell if my logo on it I fear no