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Knockin' On The Door

Julie's always been a shy girl, boys said what a whirl
wore her hair in curls
it's a real bad scene for this mixed up teen
won't ever be the prom queen
She had teenage depression, and a growing dark obsession
And her parents didn't care at all
She did ups and downs with booze, cryin' from the late news
I guess some of us were born to lose
 
They were shocked, she lay there on the floor
Mother's child, the only one she bore
Where, where were they before
They didn't hear her knockin' on the door
 
Every day's a horror scene denied in cheery magazines
Brought to life on TV screens
Burnt into memory cells, like a tolling bell
That reminds you of some living hell
 
They were taken to some foreign shore
So many young were town
Greed, it's a power feeds a war
It's too soon to be knockin' on the door
 
He's a number one fan you see, carried Double Fantasy
Got a case history
He's fired on the street, somebody get the heat
Now the nurse cleans his white sheets
 
A shot rings out, across the universe
It is all, like some deadly curse
The madness, won't take it anymore
Fate is cast, now they're knockin' on the door
 
St. Peter won't cha let me in,
Yeah I've done some wrong things, now I really wanna be your
friend.
 
 
Blood on Their Hands (Jackson)
 
It's a matter of time, till the rivers run dry
And it swallows up the land, or somethin' falls from the sky
 
Never meant to be, it wasn't in the master plan
The snake tempted Adam, that's where it all began
 
Blood on their hands, break the ten commands
Blood on their hands, will it ever end
 
Like Napoleon's armies, Hitler was insane
or the Roman slaughters, Ivan the Terrible's reign
Alkl the nation's leaders, see in black or white
and if you ain't in the left, they'll kill you if you re right
 
Blood on the hands, break the ten commands
Blood on their hands, will it ever end
 
Like Cain and Abel, or the lion to the lamb
The hunter to the hunted, lost all hope damned
It affects every woman, every child every man
It was from the beginning, probably be here till the end
 
Jesus hear our cries, why so many die
With blood on their hands, will the madness ever end
 
Will it ever ever end
Will it ever ever end

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