A relapse of my body Sends my mind into multiple seizures Psychologically a new human being One that has never been Cursed by the shamen his voodoo spell has my soul I can't control my own thought

Some call it Spanish Town, ah' Prison Oval Rock Some call it Spanish Town, ah' Prison Oval Rock Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah What ah' cool an' deadly What a cool an' deadly When them hear the music playing Cock out batty like ah' water pumpy Move lively that ah'

Hot line I got some conversation I can be your operator Baby you should call me later Because you are so fine I hope that your not playing Cause I'm loving what you're saying Baby don't ya keep me waiting Call me up hot-line

Everything must go The story of a woman on the morning of a war Remind me if you will exactly what we're fighting for Calling calling I know you must be there Calling calling for something in the air Shao Lin shakin' for the sake Of his soul Everything

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

Don't leave me out the chain And the devil's forever in my veins Count me, count me, call my name Crimson tears falling and my shirt is blood-stained 'Cause the devil's forever in my veins The devil's forever in my veins Lately I've been afraid of myself

Young and wild like they said we should've never been And still a child filling those nights with grown up sin I burned up some cars, burned down some hearts Just to call myself a man I might not do it the same but I'd do it all again Just stay young and

Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her - on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

Somebody call the rescue 'cause I think I'm on the edge Yeah you're just like a sledgehammer While you were on the phone lyin' to me You were lyin' next to who It ain't nothing to do about the heartache It's just a little thing called you You keep

The door's open wide Come in from out of the rain So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy