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King Of The Delta Blues

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Their bones break where their hearts cannot The heads are going to roll until I want them to stop I'll be there with bells on, Just name the state- It'll have to be underground, Underground because, God ain't up this late God ain't up this late Bones are breaking 'cause they're weary and they're aching, The axe blade's falling, until it's dull or breaking I'll be there for you, but can we set us a date- I swear I love you, I swear by Christ, And it's your father that I hate Lying to you never gets to me, 'Cause getting caught is what keeps me so honest- I might be the king of the delta blues. I might be the king of the delta blues. I sold my soul to write this for you, Get on your back Is this really how you like to fuck? Face down, ass up? Face down, ass up? Face down, ass up? Face down, Is this really how you like to fuck? I might be the king of the delta blues Trade it, trade it, Please trade it, trade it, Trade it pound for pound, Please trade it quart for quart, Yeah we're trading lust for love Tt's like trading wine for port Trade it, trade it, Please trade it, trade it, A white-collar floozy's got the blue-collar blues White-collar floozy, with blue-collar blues, A white-collar floozy with blue-collar blues, A white-collar terror with blue-collar blues More skeletons than closets And I still have- More skin than tattoos- More skin than tattoos! Ice where it's bruised, Swelled, rub out those bedsores To the face that launches Thousands of ships, I miss you more than ignorance is bliss, More than I let on with my kiss More than you'd ever care to be missed Today a sister lost her sister, A son, his fucking mother. More than this. Fuck this.