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Love is in my Heart and the Stone in my Hand

Ride with the devil, hide with the lord
I got no pistol, ain‘t got no sword
I got no army, ain‘t got no land,
Ain‘t got nothing but the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand

Ain‘t got nothing but the stone that’s in my hand
You say you want a revolution, well get on board
We‘ll start a new crusade; we‘ll start a holy war
Don‘t need no orders, don‘t need no plan
I don‘t need nothing but the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand

I don‘t need nothing but the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand
I don‘t need nothing but the stone that’s in my hand
You build your fighter jets, you drop your bombs
You kill our fathers, you kill our moms
You kill our brother and our sisters, and our uncles and our aunts
Still I‘m fighting with the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand

Still I‘m fighting with the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand

All the love that’s in my heart and the stone that’s in my hand
Blood runs in the gutters, smoke fills the sky
Every son that suffers, every mother cries
So if you‘ve had enough and you‘re ready for your stand
I‘ll be waiting with the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand

I‘ll be waiting with the stone that’s in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand
All the love that’s in my heart and the stone that’s in my hand

Hymne

The Dream Syndicate

Skipped ahead to the end of the book
Took a chance and took a look
Sometimes we can sometimes worry
Sometimes an answer isn‘t necessary
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls

In this town nothing is laid to rest
Nothing wasted, nothing’s second guessed
Sometimes a fool rises
Sometimes a good man falls
Sometimes we don‘t pay attention at all
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls

There’s a bad moon on the rise tonight
Might be time to set the story right
We can crawl and we can creep
We make excuses till we laugh ourselves to sleep
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls

And the audience has rushed the stage
But no one’s there to meet their rage
Passed out drunk on cheap delights
Too bored to scream and too tired to fight
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls
I‘ll see you when the curtain falls




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