this story to tell No matter how cold you roll, you simply cannot win It's always fun in the beginning but pain in the end Pain, pain, pain, pain Organized
haunting my memory Music in the air I hear it ev'rywhere Rags, bones and old city songs Hear them, how they talk to me The organ grinder and his monkey
's the hood dark and haunted See those crackheads with dead eyes their souls been torment Look at the old man throwing up his body organs Smell a odor
rose My brain's haunted, roll with much pain and torment A fire like Elijah that came with the warnin Bodies bein carried at the sound of the organ Saw
ball The triple walls of fisher wants to miss the fall Offence, see the coffin Often I fell at the doorstop coughin' I heard the pipe organ (Cough)
skeleton at my organ The candles in my candelabra burning hellishly, hellish hell And the laughter unending echoes through the haunted house A little Christmas spirit Ghostly haunting
The Blues 2:32 Little Willie John (Conyers, Pemberton) Recorded Sept 18, 1956 King Single #4989 With Bill Doggett's Combo-Bill Dogget-organ, Billy
convulsions No longer looking human I never see them but I know they're there Locked in my subconscious Obscene memories I thought I'd forgotten Haunting
the mystery among the daily frames a native crowd underlines crime somewhere the brains create profit by some well organized disinterest contentment
?ll haunt you and she?ll do it with a smile Even when you?re on the long road And been down it many a mile Drums: Gary Bass: John Organ: Richard
wearing a suit That phony feeling, couldn't be further from truth A beautiful bowl of spread with lilies and orchids A mortician playing your song upon the organ
And he became another rock [incomprehensible] rock and roll troubadour And threw the mouth organ far away And so he listens to the bells of St Mary's And so their echo haunts
(Lyrics by Sabathan) Enter the infernal corridors of the unlight, walking through the path haunted by ghouls and wolves. Rising from the dead and crushing
The future is scarred by the bloodstained past Haunted by disgrace Holy wars that are never ending Forever fight of faith Don't accuse these meaningless
round to haunt Victims with a guilty conscience Flashing cameras snap like vultures Preying on the innocent Corrupt officials craving power Organize
for and I know he loved me from the start Now he hates the sight of all I stand for all because of you oh jealous heart [ piano - organ ] Jealous heart
Coming back to haunt the present Power within the mirror Possessing to claim more victims Pitchfork in your flesh Blood seeping from your organs Scissors
doesn't mean you're not home The knot in my stomach won't leave me alone I got you, I got you may not always have you I'll make me numb It haunts whether
