Guns, Gold & Guitars lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
Yeah old cooter jumped up from a bad dream
On the dawn of the day of the dead
And when a plan split his brain like a light beam
Made a suit outta chicken bone heads
And then he clucked and he crowed down to Main Street
While the flock fell into his trance
And as the news crew caught it for the TV
The hens sang while the Chickenman danced
They said the chickens are troubled
The poop's aimed at the fan
We're tired of livin' on bubbles
We're sick of trickle-down plans
We're tired of peckin' for a penny
And no corn in the stew
We're sick of bad for the many
And bein' great for a few
Life in the coop is gettin' real tough
The tractor's runnin' but the wheel's stuck
We're out here lookin' for the real stuff
Yeah the chickens want guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars
And so the Chickenman rooster in the courthouse
Bad eggs went walkin' round armed
But when yardbirds landed down at Fort Knox
It tripped several federal alarms
So the congressmen staggered into action
Made a law for the troops to respond
But all the seals whipped out telecasters
And cut down on the Chickenman song
They said the chickens are troubled
The poop's aimed at the fan
We're tired of livin' on bubbles
We're sick of trickle-down plans
We're tired of peckin' for a penny
And no corn in the stew
We're sick of bad for the many
And bein' great for a few
Life in the coop is gettin' real tough
The tractor's runnin' but the wheel's stuck
We're out here lookin' for the real stuff
Yeah the chickens want guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah!
Life in the coop is gettin' real tough
The tractor's runnin' but the wheel's stuck
We're out here lookin' for the real stuff
Yeah the chickens want guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah they really need...
Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars
... guns, and gold, and guitars
Yeah they really need... guns, and gold, and guitars
The Reckoning lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
Well the fiery 5 points came from queen of Babylon
Rotten rapture and lines of lives that came undone
And how cool wind blew their dreams away like paper cups
Now they're bound and bearing the shadows of the gun
Let's sing
And the stranded senioritas fall and take a knee
For the anthem [?] dark and rising drum
While the cholos in their Chevrolets and mercy streets
And the shiny wall for the bankers at the Bronx
Then they line the halls of the prison, it becomes
But maybe then we'll be free
When the battle lines meet
Maybe then we'll be one
When the counting is done
Maybe then we'll be free
When the reckoning comes
So the choir boys hide their voices bruised and out of tune
While the priest is in the harbor rides a wave
And the bar girls drown their choices in their silver spoons
With a junkman's nightmare crashing in their veins
And the rich ride silver horses to their waiting ships
While the poor cry out for justice and cocaine
And they all bow to the new clown of the apocalypse
And he stamps the truth and slides out onto the stage
Then as the footlocks melt the grease paint from his face
It's very hard to tell the master from his slaves
But maybe then we'll be free
When the battle lines meet
Maybe then we'll be one
When the counting is done
Maybe then we'll be free
When the reckoning comes
When the reckoning comes
When the reckoning comes
When the reckoning comes
Maybe then we'll be free
When the battle lines meet
Maybe then we'll be one
When the counting is done
Maybe then we'll see peace
When the hearts are released
Maybe we'll reach true sun
When the gauntlet is run
Maybe then we'll be free
When the reckoning comes
When the reckoning comes
When the reckoning comes
Barely Enough lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
I got plenty wildfires
That never quit burning
Plenty wheels in my mind
That never stop turning
But the places they take me
Got barely enough of your love
I got plenty bad signs
That speak of my madness
I got me burning downtown
To sink in my sadness
Well baby come save me
'Cause I got barely enough of your love
Barely enough, barely enough of your love
There ain't enough kind years
There ain't enough soul
There ain't enough shy left for this wilted road
There ain't enough time left
There ain't enough hope
And never ain't enough diamonds
To buy back your love grown cold
There ain't enough kind years
There ain't enough soul
There ain't enough shy left for this wilted road
There ain't enough time left
There ain't enough hope
And never ain't enough diamonds
To buy back your love grown cold
I got plenty of schemes
That keep leading me nowhere
I got plenty bad dreams
That give me a good scare
But when I wake up
I got barely enough of your love
Barely enough, barely enough of your love
Barely enough, barely enough of your sweet love
Goddess Of Democracy lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
The Goddess of Democracy arrived a little bit late
But she danced with flair across the square outside the palace gates
Her hair piled high into the sky on bruised and bloody toes
She bared her breast and cried aloud "Sometimes that's how it goes"
The Goddess of Democracy
She really showed some nerve
Callin' out her old lover hypocrisy
With these immortal words
All we need are hearts to bleed
And a fresh new coat of paint
So let's all drink to Socrates
And get wasted with the saints
Talk about freedom boys
Wouldn't you love to have some now
When you gonna make the choice
The golden calf or the sacred cow?
The paranoia prophecies
Require we sedate
So I hid my dreams and my memories
Before it got too late
I won't deny I like to cried
I guess it was her fate
The Goddess of Democracy burning at the stake
Talk about freedom boys
Wouldn't you love to have some now
When you gonna make the choice
The golden calf or the sacred cow?
(Sacred cow)
The Goddess of Democracy was bound to take a fall
She almost landed on top of me
Crown of thorns and all
She blew a kiss then shook her fist
And danced into the flames
Saying "Follow me I'm Democracy
And I'll be back again"
(I'll be back again)
(I'll be back, I'll be back again)
(I'm Democracy)
I Think Your Time's Come lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus (feat. Don Von Tress)
Way you're up there on the street
With gun up your sleeve
And your favorite Napoleon hat
You make blame at your kind
Just don't kill us [?]
And I got no problem with that
But all the things you do
From the vile that you spew
Is dribbling down to my heart
I've seen 'bout all I can stand
Of your particular brand
And now it's time someone took that part
I think your time's come
I think your time's come
I think that you've been served
All that you deserve
And then some
So point your missiles at me
It doesn't matter
You said you'll fix this world
But it just seems to get sadder
Guess I can stay and wait
For everything to get great
But life is really not good on my block
Now something's coming for you
And it's long overdue
So I can sit here unwinding this clock
I think your time's come
I think your time's come
I think that you've been served
All that you deserve
And then some
So point your missiles at me
It doesn't matter
We've given you our world
But you won't quit till it's shattered
(Don't you think, don't you think
Don't you think)
So after you and your pals
Have finished lootin' my house
And all the money's safe in your sacks
I'm sure that no one would grieve
If you just pack up and leave
And pinky promise you'll never come back
[?]
[?] find a new retreat
Weighing high while your conscience turns black
But I think maybe you're crazy
And there ain't no hiding from that
I think your time's come
I think your time's come
I think that you've been served
All that you deserve
And then some
So point your missiles at me
It doesn't matter
You said you'll fix this world
But it just seems to get sadder
We've given you our world
But you won't quit till it's shattered
The Blood Of The Devil lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
The rough ways ashore
In the will of her eyes
And a monkey's controller
What's left of her life
Hopelessly empty
She's parked all she owns
In a rusted out Chevy
Off a Chert County road
Sadness and pleasure
Fences and walls
Yeah she never could ever
Make sense of it all
Was she pretty? Was she scattered?
Did she grow up too soon?
Now none of that matters
When the flame licks the spoon
But her booktexts remembers
As her dreams fade to black
How the weight of a nickel
Broke an honest girl's back
The blood of the devil
Flows through the needle
And the last angel singing
That Ave Maria
There's a dark spirit rolling
Over Dixie tonight
And these black bells are tolling
As she drifts from the line
The blood of the devil
Flows through the needle
And the last angel singing
That Ave Maria
The last angel singing
That Ave Maria
Angel In My Pocket lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
I drive a souped-up sickle
I lead a tough life
I get the women when I whistle
I keep up at night
I lost my job down at the station
But I don't kill 'em all
I got a buffalo nickel and a rabbit foot
Looking for some good luck
Well I'm all hillbilly
From my mullet to my boots
So don't you mess around with me
I got a screw loose
So when the devil's talking to me
And I feel I can't stop him
I call the angel in my pocket
'Cause I know she's gonna rock it
Yeah the skinny little angel was attacked by a crow
She's got a red hot paper with a smooth flow
When she slides her jimmy like a lovesick duck
She leaves me grinning like a monkey on a coconut truck
So when the demons press on through me
And the blues come knocking
I call the angel in my pocket
'Cause I know she's gonna rock it
She's gonna rock it
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's gonna rock it)
(She's gonna...)
(She gonna—come on)
So when the people treat me crudely
I shut my door and I lock it
I call the angel in my pocket
'Cause I know she's gonna rock it
I call the angel in my pocket
'Cause I know she's gonna rock it
I call the angel in my pocket
'Cause I know she's gonna rock it
She's gonna rock it
She gonna rock it
She gonna rock it
Take It Easy Greazy lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus (feat. Don Von Tress)
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Ggreazy
You got a long way to slide
You cut a deal with the devil
Now it's gonna be a long ride
Tom Greazy was a bad man
He kept an out-of-stained heart
He shot a [?] black man
He reckoned greed was an art
He always needed more than many
He was president of vice
When all his brothers popped a penny
Old Greazy took five
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Ggreazy
You got a long way to slide
You climb aboard with the devil
Now it's gonna be a long ride
Tom Greazy needed money
Much like a baby needs milk
He found the crippled people funny
He took some comfort in guilt
He thought his reign will last forever
Thought he will always be around
So when he woke up with the reaper
Old Greazy looked shocked
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Ggreazy
You got a long way to slide
He fixed the [?] for a seven
[?] gonna burn out
You climb aboard with the devil
Now it's gonna be a long ride
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Greazy
You got a long way to slide
Take it easy Ggreazy
You got a long way to slide
Started down on the level
But you landed on the wrong side
You reach and ask for a seven
But you only [?]
You cut a deal with the devil
Now it's gonna be a long ride
Take it easy Greazy
Take it easy Greazy
Take it easy Greazy
Take it easy Greazy
I've Been Around lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus
Curtain down
It's time to go
End of the story
End of the show
There's no need, it would seem
In hanging round
This lonely town
I played to win
I lost a few
I made the papers
And I've been old news
But when I'm done, let it be
Written down
I've been around
I've been a beggar
Down on your street
I've had a treasure
Laid at my feet
I played a hero
I've been a clown
I flew like an arrow
Close to the ground
So raise a glass
Clear the floor
I'll take the last dance
And I'll find the door
And I'll smile, while the house
Lights go out
'Cause I've been around
I've been loved
I've been lost
I've been found
But I've been around
I've been around
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