The Black Angels - An Occurence At 4507 South Third Street lyrics

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The Black Angels - An Occurence At 4507 South Third Street lyrics

Thank God for being so frightening Thank God for holding my hand I ain't salt for no one Going down with a gun in my hand Oh, you going down with one of yours too Yeah, you going down with one of yours Thank God for being so frightening Thank God for holding my hand I ain't salt for no one Going down with a gun in my hand Oh, you going down with one of yours too Yeah, you going down with one of yours You keep me hanging on It's hard to give her the love You give her the life, you give her the heart And she always needs, oh no, oh no Thank God for being so frightening Thank God for holding my hand I ain't salt for no one Going down with a gun in my hand Oh, you going down with one of yours too Yeah, you going down with one of yours You keep me hanging on It's hard to give her the love He gives her the life, he gives her the heart And she always needs, oh no, oh no