Take my hand sugar / Don’t let it go
Buy up gold / Diabolists stole the show
Rooftop silhouettes / Congress singing to the devil’s radio
Hot hell a-risin / No time to lose ... we gotta go
Hail Black King! / Down on your knees
C’mon, show yer fangs / Take off the gloves, you yellow queen
Cut the country club / They’re foolish, craven, weak, white, they’re done
Hot hell a-risin / Dead man walkin ... in the sun
Tea Party Doll / Don’t need the law
Lipstick magician / While ya pray, in half we’re sawed
Tea Party doll / Patchin up wounds with cannonballs
Hot hell a-risin / Let your fever … burn it all
Sit alone with scripture / Your mind will walk
Be careful kid / Of those who sing ;) of those who talk
Ignore the boatman / Believe the river & the blues
Hot hell a-risin / No one will tell ya … what to do
The jails are full / everywhere
Old Albion / You make the mob when you don’t treat’m fair
The jails are full / They’re burning everything to the ground
Hot hell a-risin / Even on the otherside … of town
Take my hand sugar / Take any hand you can reach
Doctor, he got no pills / The teacher don’t know what to teach
The church is screaming / The bank is headed for ruin
Hot hell a-risin / No time to lose … we gotta move
Watch it blow
From the hills we came down from so long ago
As long as you know
Be cool baby, remember when the curtain drops
It ain’t the world, it’s just the show
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