Get me some division, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising my sword to the lord! Calling your death in a black obsession, The only way wow!

On this Gulfport Island Road It's the last fair deal goin' down On that Gulfport Island Road I love the way you do My captain's so mean on me Last fair deal goin' down It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord Please, Ida Belle, don't cry this time

Rise from the seats to sing hallelujah And my father told me, son It's not his fault he doesn't know your face And you're not the only one Although my grandma used to say, he used to say Darling hold me in your arms the way you did last night And we'll

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Oh you take me to Nirvana I don't think this will last But you're here in my arms It's too late to run away from it all It's too late to get away from it all I'm done with running so I give in to you This moment has passed Hurry up, show resulting you

Throw your suitcase in the back Done gassed up the Pontiac Blastin' out to Johnny Cash Headin' for the highway Baby, we ain't ever comin' back What ya got? Quit my job, flipped off the boss, took my name off the payroll Screw you, man

So long, I hate to see you go So I save my tears for later on down the road How come I keep I holding on Knowing you won’t be coming home As her car pulls out the driveway And she don’t wave goodbye Her last words echo in my mind Listen honey, I gotta

And the only thing you're sorting out is your imagination Shadows underneath the eyes My lack of proof is your disguise You won't remember me There's nothing really I can say But sorry mate and walk away I could be wrong unless you play your game This

I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing Have overtaken poor Bob at last Boys, please don't block my road I got pain in my heart That have taken my appetite I got a woman that I'm loving

My destination Your destination And feeling the way I do Wouldn't last mile without you When I'm losing the way The things that you say Take me there Is by your side Right by your side