a while and then I got stoned and I missed it I got stoned and I missed it I got stoned and it rolled right by I got stoned and I missed it I got stoned
Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst The air smells sweet, the air smells sick He never smiles, his mouth merely twists The breath in my lungs
up Feeling so doggone happy like a natural child Oh help me do the boogie all down the line Come on Virginia, let's shoot some dice My sweet black angel
a while and then I got stoned and I missed it. I got stoned and I missed it. I got stoned and it rolled right by. I got stoned and I missed it. I got
the myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they
Well the doctor said I need rest- ooh ooh He put me on the critical list- ooh ooh Keeping me safe from harm- ooh ooh All I need is her sweet charm- ooh
dude you gon' lose Hit you with one-two's, your lungs bruised My foot in the butter so many crews call me doo-doo shoes. [West Stone] You know Stone
virgins in desire kneel in worship before the myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus