Slithering towards the dream All infected with the same disease Awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver As the fat rats grovel, Ready to steal your innocence And exploit your soul Some will hit their knees In a rancid act of desperation While others

In the days of love and honor I was a fool for love Gave my heart and soul But it was hardly enough It ain't love Unless it brings you to your knees It ain't salvation If you're still begging to be free If your ship hasn't come in

'Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm

White Lightnin' White Lightning No promises, no guarantees When you come down here You're already on your knees You want to leave but you can't let go You want to stop but you can't say no You'll never laugh about it You just can't live without it

And you just keep on taking me back 'Cause I'm no good to you And you just keep on taking 'Cause I ain't been the best that I coulda been I ain't do the shit that I shoulda did But every time I come crawling on my knees You're there And I don't know why

'Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm

I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm right

I need to repent A sin for a sin Fire and brimstone Dirt and a headstone Hear the thunder Six feet under Hit your knees Wont do it again I remember vividly what that vision did to me

Makes you smile, makes you hurt Leaves you hanging on every word A good country song Makes you love, makes you leave Raise some hell or hit your knees All I know is I think of home Grab my guitar and strum along Kick on back and sip me something strong

You cut me down When I'm on my knees I'll still believe, And when I've hit the ground, neither lost nor found, If you believe in me I'll still believe So I was lost, go count the cost, Before you go to the Holland Road, With your heart like a stone you