Tuesday, March 31, 2009

On The Rack 04/10/87

I'll slip you some money under the table
Now hide it from everyone
Do with it what you're able
Just go and have some fun

Don't be afraid to take it
There are no strings attached
I'll just need a favor later on
When your number is matched

I can't promise more money
But you can promise me this
Death just isn't funny so
Honey give me a kiss

You cannot refuse me
I've made sure of that
I have so much power over you
And power is where it's at

Give me your soul over the table
I'll give you nothing back
I'll do away with it if I'm able
Put you up on the rack

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