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The Wildhearts

John Of Violence

 

John Of Violence

(album: ¡Chutzpah! - 2009)


When the people ceased to cheer for John of Violence
He resigned to spend his time in a tomb of silence
And when he struck out for the third and final time
On lifeline number nine
There was nothing left to be unafraid of

And moments from the bridge
Payback is a bitch
And you never know until you're falling
Just how far that is
Keeping to the plan
Things got out of hand
And his taste for flesh was nothing else
Than biting feeding hands and tasting silence
John of Violence

When you feed a demon alcohol and sedatives
The amnesia that kills regret is relative
To the sum of the sins that you're trying to forget
Once the reputation's set
As one man thinks it uncool to remember

And moments from the bridge
Payback is a bitch
And you never know until you're falling
Just how far that is
Keeping to the plan
Things got out of hand
And his taste for flesh was nothing else
Than biting feeding hands and tasting silence

And moments from the bridge
Payback is a bitch
And you never know until you're falling
Just how far that is
Keeping to the plan
Things got out of hand
And his taste for flesh was nothing else
Than biting feeding hands

And moments from the bridge
Payback is a bitch
And his taste for flesh was nothing else
Than biting feeding hands and tasting silence

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