And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon He was born a pauper To a pawn on a Christmas day When the New York Times Said God is dead and the war's begun Alvin Tostig has a son today In tradition with the family plan, woo

Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job While praying to my government guns and gods Now it's us against them We're here to represent To spit right in the face of the establishment. And now I don't believe (ain't got no faith in nothing) Stand on

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

Let it all burn I will burn first God I've tried, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn, it's what I deserve. God I've lied, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn So cry 3 tears for me, When it's all gone,

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

They were doolin', doolin'-dalton High or low, it was the same Easy money, and faithless women Red eye whiskey for the pain. Go down little dalton, it must be God's will Two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeeville. Two voices call to you from where they

Momma said God took his time when he made me 'Cause in my eyes all that I see is dead meat God took his time when he made me I put my pride to the side, off safety I'm on a diet, on a diet from the fake beef On a diet, on a diet from the fake beef Pride

God is dead, God is dead The rain turns red Is God really dead? I don’t believe that God is dead God is dead Lost in the darkness I fade from the light Faith of my father, my brother, my Maker and Savior Help me make it through the night

All I wanted was your honesty Something more than this Something more than me (more than me) Death can take me if I can't be free I am not like you, I'm a dying breed I swear to god I'd do it for fun Just a dead man walkin' with a double barrel shotgun

As we call out to dry bones come alive, come alive We call out to dead hearts come alive, come alive Up out of the ashes let us see an army rise We call out to dry bones, come alive Now breathe, oh breath of god Through the eyes of men it seems there's