lördag 8 augusti 2015

Billies soul

And the tiger protected me through the night
And the souls of dead ancestors kept me company in the moonlight
and I couldn't help but wonder through those cold winter nights
where was God oh oh he was holding me tight

I walked the same roads, as women before
I repeated myself and we danced to the soul
somehow I will find another way no more oh no more
But I don´t do the devils work no more
No I don´t do the devils work no more
And I don´t do the devils work no more
I don´t do the devils work oh not anymore

Over the rainbows a swollen swallow fled
under the white and blue sheets I swallowed
(my pride oh oh my pride)
in the raspberry garden where I first heard the poetry

behind the curtains (where) I felt how to fly
under the water I found a hidden meaning
someone will show me another way to paradise
But I don´t do the devils work no more
No I don´t do the devils work no more
And I don´t do the devils work no more
I don´t do the devils work oh not anymore

sister, the woman is the niger of the world,
and we need to stick together, sister

sister, the woman is the ashtray for the devil
the man is the dog we need to fight proud

But I don´t do the devils work no more
No I don´t do the devils work no more
And I don´t do the devils work no more
I don´t do the devils work oh not anymore

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