the rightful king But whatever to you You can't deny what you know in your heart to be true If the evil queen calls you a liar Face the fire! With a
Trying to get me to say things I don't mean Just so you can make us part of the scene You can accuse me of anything I'm not gonna change a thing You
them pics Lookin' all fly and shit They told him don't you ever come around here Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear The fire's in their
of faith To a rocket, I've been tied, I'm ready for the screaming ride It's full of fuel and I just lit the fuse I'm a ragin', burnin', ring of fire
Squintin' from the pavet face because it's kinda sunny Skinnin' the top back, flossin' the rag and the thing Feelin' the sun, backin' off of my pinky ring
at the plate He kept his eye on the ball, sealed the pitcher?s fate And every time he?d stand on deck you?d hear him say Load up the bases, fire up the
'm joking no Chris Tucker shit I ain't even smilin', I'ma 'bout to start wylin' I got bricks of that Peruvian A though face medicine, sniff that in doughs
took it out Oh why? Oh why? Fire burning wild, burning in the night, chasing in the wind Shadows always dance in the rain, ringing into the fire Doesn
dumb out, you heard of me They call me big homie! Me I make the register ring! - I'm the cash can! They make the hammers ring! - They on ya ass now! Hair
tell you where the four winds dwell In Franklin's tower there hangs a bell It can ring, turn night to day It can ring like fire if you loose your way
Catch a taxi to the fountainhead Blinking neon penny arcade A young Caruso on the fire escape Painted face ladies on parade A newsboy on the corner Singing
the Code of Handsome Lake He drank your poison, swallowed your fire And lay with fever four long years He received a vision so inspired Three messengers with painted faces
Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they begin to runnin
on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Left the house this morning Bells ringing filled the air Wearin' the cross of my calling On wheels of fire
into my face Telling me to get busy cleaning up this place I got bent like a wet cigarette And she's coming after me with a butterfly net Ridin' on a bloodhound ringing
in town" Later on we'll conspire As we dream by the fire To face unafraid The plans that we made Walkin' in a winter wonderland Sleigh bells ring, are
