Pride & Glory lyrics

Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly, babe

He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller

He got hair, mama, down to his knees

Got to be a joker, he just do what he please

Now,

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football

He got monkey fingers, yeah, he shoot coca-cola

Now, He say "I know you, and, mama, you know me"

Yeah!

I keep on runnin' baby

I keep on runnin'

But I just can't hide

No, I just can't hide
I keep on hurtin' baby

I keep on hurtin' so deep inside

So deep inside

Lord I need your smile

Child like the one I once knew

Made my grass green

And my blue skies blue

Lord was time when 2 was 1

Tell me now girl

Where've all the good times gone

Cry me a river

Time; take some time

If you wouldn't mind

Just a minute or two

Cus time done weighin' on my mind
Blinded my eyes

Not knowin' what to do

Alone I've held the hand of sorrow

Feelin' like I'm hangin' from the gallow

Lord won't ya please color my sky one time blue

When life's left town and run me through

I'm glad I found a friend in you

I tried Lord how I done tried

The morning mist is burning slow

Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow

Tomorrow will I live,

I just don't know
Morning comes we march again

Into the fields of the killing man

Don't know where I'm going

Or just where I been

At times I feel so alone

Hope to find my way back home

Mama I done asked the Lord

He told me, Son, I just don't know...

Harvester of pain

I got the call Monday mornin'

Sometime around 9 a.m.

I felt down and out, left for dead,

Lost without a friend

Now how you live with yourself
Well child, I just don't know

But as far as I'm concerned I think ya

Really suck, you're rotten and you really blow

I hate your guts

I wish that you was dead

I hate your guts

You're damn right that's what I said

I hate your guts

If the end be a comin'

I soon be a bummin'

All you Jesus freaks I hope you're wrong

I've got so much left to live for

All these religions without God's supervision
All you Jesus freaks you kill yourselves

All in the name of the Lord

You're gonna meet your maker

Soon he be comin' to town

You tear the horse a comin'

Mercy on your soul when you're found

Been out ridin'

Oh yeah!

Oh, in my time of dying, oh, want nobody to mourn

All I want for you to do is take my body home

Take it home...

Well, well, well, so I can die easy

Well, well, well, so I can die easy

I can die easy.

*incoherant distant talking from a very drunken Zakk*

Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed.

Loord, Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Oh, Meet me in the middle of the air

Tell me what a young man Mama

What's he got to live for

Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war

Searchin' for some trouble

Which I'm sure he will find
Spend your whole life fightin' son

Meet your dyin' time

It's a shame

It's a shame

The trigger be his only friend

It's a shame, oh yeh

But it ain't never gonna end

He's a pocketful of hate

That don't give a damn

mother mary, mother mary

mother mary, mother mary, yeah

tires be fraying, darling, in the black
lord i don't know if i can make it back, make it back

oh i need a hand, darlin, got me through

so lost child, don't know what to do, what to do.

all my life, mama everything's

been after me, after me

under the wings

oh, seeking shelter, oh yeah

mother mary, mother mary

Take, take a little time

Son you can run

But there ain't nowhere you gonna hide

Now you done takin' all I done had

Paybacks be a comin'
So ya best start sayin' your prayers

Shine on

So I can find my way on back to you

Shine on

So I can shine my lovin' light on you

Ain't never comin' back

A better set of hands is where she be at

Talkin' down the line

I nearly lost my mind

Nearly lost you babe

Think about you child
Through my sick and twisted smile

I nearly lost you babe

Shakin' in my hands

I just don't understand

I nearly lost ya mama

Lovin' just to hate

A war that just won't wait

I nearly lost ya babe

My eyes have gone blind

The past I just can't find

A flower to be saved

Hey Papa, wanna thank you so

For who you is and what you be and all that ya do

You, yeh, you, you always taught me right from wrong

I ain't got much, but Papa I wrote you this song

All the pain and suffering I watched you ignore

From a poor boy, through the ruins of war

When my life is over and I done found my home

Just remember ... son you're not alone

1, 2, 1, 2, 3...

I went on down, down to the river

Went on down to see what I could find
Didn't see much, whole lotta nothin'

Except for a school that be takin' on a ride

(Chorus)

Oh Lord! Oh, I should've known, babe

Oh Lord! OOOOh! Now I shoulda known, shoulda known, Mama, now I shoulda known

Thinkin' that you're hard as nails, hopin' that that hammer don't fall

Yeah!

Misty morning, clouds in the sky

Without warning, the wizard walks by

Casting his shadow, oh, weaving his spell
Funny clothes, lord, a tinkling bell

Never talking

Just keeps walking

Spreading his magic

shiiit.

Yeeeaaaahh!

Evil power disappears

Demons worry when the wizard is near

He turns tears, yeaaah, into joy

Take a listen

Child, if you can

Gonna tell you a story, now

About a broken man

He done built his walls

In time they all caved in

He done lost what he loved, son

Done killed him in the end

Chorus:

Lord, I'll take it here to heaven

Feelin' like you don't belong

Lord, if life was music

Yours would be one torn and tattered song

Oh yeah.

A whole lot of hurtin', child

Take your time, time

Take your time

Take it Mama

Take your sweet time

Take your time
Take it baby

Gonna get to you

Don't even try

Ain't gettin' by Mama

Think ya can but ya can't

Ain't no gettin' by babe

I'm gonna get to you

The bottom of the barrel is where I've been

And I'll always be

It's where I find reality

I ain't seein' clear no

And I don't wanna be

Woke up early this morning

As I looked around

My world be crumblin' down

What I saw
I couldn't believe

Who are you ?

What might I be ?

Oh, the things you do

Stare at the sun

1 means 3

At the helm insanity

If you'd look Mama, ya just might find

But you're too far gone

Now you're just losin' your mind

Wanting to get away

One more fix you'll be o.k.

Should I feel lost

Or should I feel found

What should it be?

Up or down
Won't yo please help me...

Searching high

I'm searching low

Where might it be? A loss for words

That'll set me free

Fadin' away

Mama, it's been a year to the day

You ask for this

They sell you that

A better place

Is where I hope you're at

Who's gonna live and who's gonna die?

I'm kinda sick Mama

Kinda down

Truckload of trouble Lord

Be what I found
And as I turn

To get away

Another spoken problem done

Got something to say

Lord, I gotta find my home

I need a lovin' woman

I can call my own

I'm just tired

Mama tired of runnin' alone

I need a lovin' woman

I can call my own

Ain't got no time

No time to think

Search me some gold child

Hey, hey, won't you get yourself out my way

Yeh, yeh, I'm living life like it's my last day

It's got me comin'

It's got me going

Which way I just don't know
Lord, oh Lord, I thank you and I love you so

It's my obsession

It's a truckload of aggression

Come lookin' for a friend

I ask a question

You start messin' around with my head once again

I'm just toe'n the line