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Chemistry of 4 - Stroud, Williams, Leslie, Scudero
Lyrics: Stroud Music: CO4
Swirling around me, a wicked, immoral world
lead me not to temptation, deliver me from evil.
Keeping my wits in the midst of the witless,
it's not as easy as it seems.
They numb and dull my senses.
Leading me to the cliff and out to the edge.
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And as I'm standing at the edge I look into the inferno,
the eternal home for lost souls.
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Losing my grip, I wager my freedom, while I struggle to keep at bay that chronic urge that sends me...
that sends me . . . careening out of control and over the edge.
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Lead me not to temptation,
deliver me from evil . . .
from evil . . .
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as I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
as I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Crystal Rain Studio
Lyrics: Stroud, Scudero Music: CO4
His real name we'll never know, and we can never pay the debt we owe, to the man they call Chris Whiskey.
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118 fahrenheit when the treads hit the sand,
while the whiskey boys moved quietly with mp5 and can in hand.
Watchin' from a satellite, got a target and a plan.
The wanted one is on the run, the walls are closin in!
Fear drove him to the hole, they found an empty shell of a man.
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When the team deploys, beware of the whiskey boys, they're bringin' the silent noise.
An unquenchable thirst for this dangerous game, no glory no fame,
no evidence remains.
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Smoke filled air, cries of pain
victims scrambling through the glass filled rain
Twisted steal, leaps of faith
that hallowed ground forever stained
So the Whiskey boys imposed their will
for liberty and the American way
And now Geronimo E is KIA
Geronimo E is KIA, KIA
Sit & Spin Studios
Wedding Pact Soundtrack
Lyrics: Stroud Music: CO4
Beat me, cheat me, I will bide my time.
The rules of engagement are ever so clear,
still day after day you cross the line.
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Helping yourself to plunder and spoils, It's underhanded!
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You may say I'm crazy, trying over and over again,
but the taste of success will be ever so sweet
when I'm no longer a boy among the men,
Helping myself to plunder and spoils!
The way it should be is the way it will be!
Do you hear me, I think you do!
Finally you succumb to the siege of perseverance,
apparent lack of judgment left you paralyzed.
As the sun went down you felt the revelation,
a double dose of justice cut you down to size.
I know, you know, we both know your hold is slippin' away!
Now you know the sting of desperation,
like a poor man begging on his hands and knees.
Defenseless, helpless, standing on the corner with a sign in your hand!
While I'm helping myself to plunder and spoils.
A day of remembrance, for all to see, a painful lesson in humility.
Down where you've never been before, can't seem to find an open door.
Your world is such an empty place, look of anguish on your face.
The serpent of sadness knows the path into your soul, he slithers deep inside...
Crystal Rain Studio
Wedding Pact Soundtrack
Lyrics: Stroud Music: CO4
In a cold, dark, room the plans of doom are devised.
Quiet young men, the ultimate sin in disguise.
Bred for the kill, they submit to the will of Allah.
Their sinister ways serving as praise to their god.
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While the world wonders why, they fall to their knees.
A new wave of fear, moments away, so they say.
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With rage at their core, they carry their war to mankind,
for hundreds of years until the end of our time.
They breathe their last breath spreading terror and death in the streets.
but they will meet their demise as the righteous will rise to their feet.
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While the world wonders why, they fall to their knees.
Only the strong will survive, in the war to be free.
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While the world wonders why, they fall to their knees.
Only the strong will survive, as the war that is waged goes on . . . and on . . .
Crystal Rain Studio
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Lyrics: Stroud Music: CO4
On sacred ground marked by blood and stone,
souls cry from an era dead and gone, oooohhhh come on!
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They're dancin at the indian graveyard, silhouettes in the morning mist.
They're dancin at the indian graveyard, where they were laid to rest.
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Warriors for freedom, a primitive breed,
falling for the sake of power and greed
Defending their homeland, paint on their face,
savages hellbent on saving their race.
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They're dancin at the indian graveyard, anger and pain in their prayerful cries.
They're dancin at the indian graveyard, defiance in their eyes!
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From another dimension, frozen in time,
dancing in circles, they look to the skies.
The wind howls, spirits appear, back to avenge the trail of tears.
Galloping onward into the haze, on a virtuous mission to erase the pain.
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Tribes from the ages, back for a reason.
They're lookin' for justice, they're lookin' for freedom!
Crystal Rain Studio
Lyrics: Stroud Music: CO4
The whole world at your fingertips
you're clickin', clickin'
Peering through windows your fingers dance
you're clickin', clickin'
Your inner thoughts on the screens
of all your friends, you've never seen
up all night clicking away
too tired to work and no time to play
That's why there're no more dogs wagging their tails
only techno pets spewing emails
man's best friend in the palm of his hand
when will it end? When will it end?
The incoming bytes eat at your brain
as you cross the line into the other lane
wireless demons on a texting spree
leaving the canines in misery
And now there're no more dogs wagging their tails
only techno pets spewing emails
Too busy to throw your pup a bone
he'll have to fetch it on his own
oooo fetch it on his own oooo
come on, throw him a bone
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No more dogs wagging their tails
Replaced by laptops, iPods and cells
still they're eager to please and at your command
Crystal Rain Studio
Spirit Well - Stroud, Williams, Bonet, Whitcomb, Jones
Lyrics: Stroud Music: Williams, Stroud, Leslie, Scudero
Copperhead Studios
Feeling a bit restless, too much time on your hands.
And then you get a little reckless in your search for adrenaline.
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Skirting the line between legal and criminal, no limits apply.
You indulge yourself in the spirit well.
Feeling no pain til you're sober again.
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Feeling invincible, never mind the expense.
Oh it's too late to be sensible, you've no regard for the consequence.
You over imbibe, impressing even the drinking gods,
oh but will you survive?
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You indulge yourself til your conscience swells.
Feeling the pain, you're sober again.
And you can't recall anything at all.
Feeling the pain, you're sober again.
Lyrics: Stroud Music: Williams, Stroud, Bonet, Goss
Your pleas for sympathy fall on deaf ears, but you refuse to see.
The victim in your mind, doomed to despair until you find.
Some discipline in your daily regimen.
Sustenance through self-governance.
No hurdle too high, every mountain has been climbed.
Before you plead for sympathy, have some self respect,
and show me...
some discipline in your daily regimen.
Free yourself from pity's ocean swell.
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ooooh, show me
Live Rehearsal Recording
Spirit Well Covers
Order of Rock - Stroud, Mahaffey, Hinson, Hix
EBS Studios
