Bad Rhyme Lyrics – The Wanton Bishops

Bad Rhyme Lyrics by The Wanton Bishops

I got a mojo, got a black cat bone,
To keep you away you rolling stone,
Its true, its you
From the hills of California to New Orleans,

I run away but you got a hold on me,
Its true, its you
Now the devil may take my soul,
Soul,

Now the devil may take my soul,
Soul, soul,
Now the devil may take my soul,
Dance with me a last rock n roll,

I wish I had a dime for every time I heard this bad rhyme
Remember the cries, remember the smiles,
The weary grin, all the lies and alibis,
Its true, its you

Like pointy spines on a flower,
First it was sweat then a little too sour,
Its true, its you,
Now the devil may take my soul,

Soul,
Now the devil may take my soul,
Soul, soul,
Now the devil may take my soul,

Bring you back to me a last rock n roll,
I wish I had a dime for every time I heard this bad rhyme
Now shake baby shake baby shake now (x4)
Now the devil may take my soul,

Bring you back to me a last rock n roll,
I wish I had a dime for every time I heard this bad rhyme.
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The Wanton Bishops Lyrics – Bad Rhyme

The Wanton Bishops

Bad Rhyme