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Charm the Snake lyrics
See me comin to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world with my fingers
Holding over the devil I know
All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
Take your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth if you know where you're aimin
Don't forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to the garbage around you
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the back of your room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to you
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter
I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on Every Turn of the World
- 1 Every Turn Of The World
- 3 I Hear You Call
- 3 I Hear Your Call
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- Track 10 on The Best of Christopher Cross
- 9 Any Old Time
- 11 Every Turn Of The World
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