All hail rock and roll Gotta take it back, we gotta take control Write this on my tombstone We fucking live for the music Rise up or just get fucked, uh, you know it This is our time, reignite All of the flames that have died for quite some time We can't

Nothing in this world will ever break my heart again No pain this life will put me through Will ever ever hurt like you Finally kept my pride And hailed a cab Those cuttin' words you said Were the last stab

All hail all hail I'm the man and I'm the man And everybody out there knows That I'm the baddest I'm the baddest of them all I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows That I'm the baddist I'm the baddist of them all All hail undead! From

Meet the man in the mask All those days and all that stays and I won't be here for it Hail Mary's in the sky Bossed up, let's get buried alive Head on the throne 'cause that's where I reside (reside) Ways of the world that we won't survive My nigga we

If you're the only one, will I never be enough? Hail, hail the lucky ones, I refer to those in love Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart? Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got? I get the words, and then I get to thinkin' I

I got to keep movin', I got to keep movin' Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail Hmmm-mmm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail And the days keeps on worryin' me There's a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my

Hail Mary our divine Littered souls across a great divide In our obsession thou cast pearls before the swine In madness we shall reign Broke vows and broken rosaries Lie in this state Of perdition Never to awake

I grew up inna place called De La Vega Spanish Town Rocking Over Prison Oval I grew up inna a place called Ensom City Spanish Town groovy Everybody nice Hail Jah mon, Spanish Town me born Dat a weh me come from From you look inna me face you see a De La

Scalding hail Flying chunks of hot debris rushing through the air Vapors causing blisters, eyes blinded by the glare Clouds that shower death, hell falling from the sky Searing rain of molten rock, flesh begins to fry Burning fragments, steaming stones

Take a trip to my yard So hail a taxi cab and come around here And I will meet you right outside. I got some DVD's and a couple of beers, If you want to, We can stay up all night. It's nothing fancy, just a little couch and me And conversation for your