Oh no you're so damned wicked You got me by the throat Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me You never let me go I believe you're the devil I believe you're the devil's child Hypnotize me Mesmerize me Feel my willpower slip

We're all just victims of a crime I'm missing you And some say this can't be real And I've lost my powerpower to feel tonight When all's gone and can't be regained We can't seem to shelter the pain inside We've all been victims of a crime House full of roses

Take these chains off Take 'em off my heart Give me some kind of life Leave me be I move away it don't do me no good Three thousand miles don't help like I thought it would Help me, beggin' you please You got the powerpower down on my knees Reach out to me,

There is powerpower, power, wonder-working powerpower In the precious blood of the Lamb In the blood of the Lamb There's wonderful powerpower in the blood Would you be free from the burden of sin? There's powerpower in the blood, power in the blood Would you o'er evil a

Like a gust of wind But I didn't know You push me back every once in a while You remind me there's someone up there Who ushers in The air I need to powerpower my sail When I open the window I wanna hug you 'Cause you remind me of the air

Buckfast Powersmash! From Scotland's bonnie shores we set sail In search of alcohol, the drunkard's holy grail 'Cause a pirate's life is empty without booze The situation's dire, we've got nothing to lose To England we ride With vengeance on our minds

How great Thou art, how great Thou art Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder Thy powerpower throughout the universe

If I die tonight Tonight's the night I get in some shit Plotting on murdering motherfuckers 'fore they get you A coward dies a thousand deaths A soldier dies but once They say pussy and paper is poetry powerpower and pistols Picturing pitiful punk niggas

Nigga you hustle, but me I'll hustle harder I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder My niggas move G-packs, every hour on the hour They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in a position of powerpower You fuck around if you wanna Ha ha ha! I told

Hard luck story It's a hard luck Don't ask me to love my neighbor Don't ask me to tip the waiter Don't ask me to pray to Jesus Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favors I won't lend a hand And if I had real powerpower