Paul Simon Nontooth

Lyrics
[Chanting] Let your voices shout, spit the ... from your mouth We are four fingers knock, remove the rock Open the ... locker Let your voices like a ... call from the dead the spirit of Paul Simon Nontooth Paul Simon Nontooth! Paul Simon Nontooth! Paul Simon Nontooth! [Chanting] Why do you call me from my grave? Why did you call me from my grave? Why seek you out this gruesome sight The way I look for you tonight Come, come and help me find my head, hehe You call me back from the dead? Come kiss these lips that have no meat Then leave your souls down at my feet [Chanting] Oh Paul Simon Nontooth, tell us why people live and people die Give us riches, give us gold, and we will gladly give our souls [Hysterical laughter] I pluck the feather from the devil's hat And I pluck the feathers from this cap Don't you tell me this and don't you tell me that Go, go, go with them and brig me my big black hat Then bring me women that are skinny, and bring me women that are fat Get me blood for I thirst And if you don't get me blood, I'll drink yours first See this cane? Come, come here Look at my cane, look at my head See this head? See this head? These are the markings of the dead If your souls have long been gone and you have nothing to trade tonight I pluck the life from you tonight Give me music! Give me music! Give me music! Ah, heh, ah hehehe Ah, sweet kisses There is no soul From the young and from the old Move your clothes Remove your earthly goods You're going with me to the fiery woods You can't sell what you don't own Hurry, hurry, come on, here comes the moon [Hysterical laughter] I eat your flesh and I drink your blood Then back to the fire, back to the mud You've call me up from the dead? Come rest with me in my fiery bed Knock, remove the rock, open the ... locker [Hysterical laughter]
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- Writers
- Exuma