Well, it was nearly summer, we sat on your roof
Yeah, we smoked cigarettes and we stared at the moon
And I'd showed you stars you never could see
It couldn't have been that easy to forget about me

Baby, time meant nothing, anything seemed real
Yeah, you could kiss like fire and you made me feel
Like every word you said was meant to be
No, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me

Baby, even the losers get lucky sometime
Even the losers keep a little bit of pride
They get lucky sometime, oh yeah

Two cars parked on the overpass
Rocks hit the water like broken glass
I should have known right then it was too good to last
God, it's such a drag when you're livin' in the past

Baby, even the losers get lucky sometime
Even the losers keep a little bit of pride
They get lucky sometime

Baby, even the losers get lucky sometime
Even the losers get lucky sometimes
Oh, oh, oh

I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand
But my head's in Mississippi
I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand
But my head's in Mississippi
The blues has got a hold of me
I believe I'm gettin' dizzy
Help me now

I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis
Lord, I thought I was in Heaven
I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis
I thought I was in Heaven
But I was stumblin' through the parking lot
Of an invisible seven eleven
What was I doin' out there?

Last night I saw a cowgirl
She was floatin' across the ceiling
And last night I saw a naked cowgirl
She was floatin' across the ceiling
She was mumblin' to some howlin' wolf
About some voodoo healin'
Baby

Where's my head baby?
Somewhere in Mississippi
Baby
Yeah

Alone, listless -- breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
Young girl, violins -- center of her own attention
The mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it, tries to make her proud
The shades go down, it's in her head, painted room... can't deny there's something wrong

Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me
Don't call me...

She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above...

Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be -- the picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be -- the picture kept will remind me
Don't call me...

The shades go down
The shades go down
The shades go...
Go...
Go...

So you think that it's over,
That your love has fin'lly reached the end.
Any time you call, night or day,
I'll be right there for you if you need a friend.

It's gonna take a little time.
Time is sure to mend your broken heart.
Don't you even worry, pretty darlin'.
I know you'll find love again. Yeah.

Chorus:
Love is all around you. Yeah
Love is knockin' outside *YOUR* door.
Waitin' for you is this love made just for two
Keep an open heart and you'll find love again, I know.

Love is all around you.
Love is knockin' outside **YOUR** door.
Waitin' for you is this love made just for two
Keep an open heart and you'll find love again, I know.

Chorus / Outro:
Love will find a way.
Darlin', love is gonna find a way,
Find its way back to you.
Love will find a way.
So look around, open your eyes.
Love is gonna find a way.
Love is gonna, love is gonna find a way.
Love will find a way.
Love's gonna find a way back to you, yeah,
I know. I know. I know.

Heart breaker, soul shaker
I've been told about you.
Steamroller, midnight stroller
What they've been saying must be true.

Red-hot mama,
Velvet charmer,
Time's come to pay your dues.

Now you're messin' with a
A son of a gun
(You're messin' with a son of a b****)
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a gun
(You're messin' with a son of a b****)
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a gun
(You're messin' with a son of a b****)

Talkin' jivey, poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me.
Man taker, born faker
I ain't so blind I can't see.

Red-hot mama,
Velvet charmer,
Time's come to pay your dues.

Now you're messin' with a
A son of a gun
(You're messin' with a son of a b****)
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a gun
(You're messin' with a son of a b****)
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a gun
(You're messin' with a son of a b****),

( Now if you know anything about us we write most of our sond with based off an eliment of truth but this song is kinda like a fantasy and a joke cause its kind of a sick subject but you know sometimes when your boyfriend or your girlfriend is just a pain in a f***in ass and you wish you could chop there f***in head off and stick it in a bag and put it in the back yard.This is called "I Used To Love Her But I had To Kill Her")

I used to love her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her, Mm, yeah
But I had to kill her
I had to put her six feet under
And I can still hear her complain

I used to love her, Oo, yeah
But I had to kill her
I used to love her, Oo, yeah
But I had to kill her
I knew I'd miss her
So I had to keep her
She's buried right in my backyard
Oh yeah, Oo yeah, whoa, oh yeah

I used to love her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her, Mm, yeah
But I had to kill her
She b****ed so much, She drove me nuts
And now I'm happier this way, yeah
Whoa, oh yeah

I used to love her
But I had to kill her
I used to love her, Mm, yeah
But I had to kill her
I had to put her, Oo, six feet under
And I can still hear her complain

We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll
You gotta let yourself go, the band's gonna take control.
We're gettin' down today
We'll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight

Smokin', smokin'
We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin'
Smokin', smokin'
I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah.

Get your feet to the floor, everybody rock and roll
You've got nothing to lose just the rhythm and blues, that's all, yeah
We're gonna feel ok
We'll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight.

Smokin', smokin'
We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin'
Smokin', smokin'
I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah.

Everyone's jumpin', dancin' to a boogie tonight
Clap your hands, move your feet
If you don't you know it won't seem right
We're gettin' down today
We'll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight

We're gettin' down today
We'll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight,
Well all right!

Well, I'm an axe grinder
Piledriver
Mama says that I never, never mind her
Got no brains
I'm insane
The teacher says that I'm one big pain
I'm like a laser
Six-string razor
I got a mouth like an alligator
I want it louder
More power
I'm gonna rock it till it strikes the hour

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad, all right

Well, I'm frustrated
Outdated
I really want to be overrated
I'm a finder
And I'm a keeper
I'm not a loser and I ain't no weeper
I got the boys
To make the noise
Won't ever let up, hope it annoys you
Join the pack
Fill the crack
Well, now you're here, there's no way back

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad

Metal health will cure your crazy
Metal health will cure your mad
Metal health is what we all need
It's like a heart attack

Bang your head
Wake the dead
We're all metal mad
It's all you have
So bang your head
And raise the dead, oh yeah
Metal health
It drives you mad, mad, mad, mad

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad

Oh, get your straightjackets on tonight, oh
The bad boys are gonna set you right
Oh rock ya, rock ya, rock ya

Bang your head
Metal health will drive you mad
Bang your head

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on now
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But if I stay here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change.

Bye-bye, baby, it's been a sweet love, yeah
Yeah
Though this feeling I can't change,
But please don't take it so badly
'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.
But if I stay here with you, girl
Things just couldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change!
And this bird you cannot change!
Lord knows, I can't change.
Lord help me, I can't change.
Lord, I can't change!
Won't you fly high, free bird?
Yeah!

Oh yeah, yeah
Whoa, oh oh
We roll tonight
To the guitar bite
Yeah yeah
Oh

Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need

Hail, hail to the good times
'Cause rock has got the right of way
We ain't no legend, ain't no cause
We're just livin' for today

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

We rock at dawn on the front line
Like a bolt right out of the blue
The sky's alight with a guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you, yes we do
For those about to rock, we salute you
Oh, salute

We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire
Ready and aimed at you
Pick up your balls and load up your cannon
For a twenty-one gun salute

For those about to rock - fire! - we salute you
Oh, for those about to rock, we salute you
Those about to rock - fire! - we salute you
Fire - we salute you
We salute you, come on

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

Shoot! Shoot!
Shoot! Shoot!

For those who give, for those who take
Those left high and those on the make
We salute you, yeah
We salute you
We salute you
We salute you

Fire!