| Feelin' last night this mornin'
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| A trainwreck pain in my head
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| But when I reach for the hair of the dog in the drawer
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| Found a dusty old Bible instead
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| Thought I ain’t been to service since my granddaddy passed
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| Finish my cigarette out there on the front steps
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| And then slipped in the back by myself
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| You bring on the fire and brimstone
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| Tell me I’m goin' to hell
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| Yeah, which one of you will throw the first stone
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| I guess I’ll see you there
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| You bring on the fire
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| Yeah, then I heard the reverend
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| He said «Turn and shake your neighbor’s hand»
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| One by one saw them all turn around just to stare back at me
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| Like the wretch that I am
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| You bring on the fire and brimstone
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| Tell me I’m goin' to hell
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| And which one of you will throw the first stone
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| I guess I’ll see you there
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| You bring on the fire
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| You bring on the fire
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| Bring it on
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| Out of spite I went down to the altar
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| And almost all of them followed me there
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| It turns out there’s only one book and one cover
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| They were all just glad I was there
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| And we prayed for grace and forgiveness
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| About faith, hope and love
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| And when I make my way to Heaven
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| Oh, I pray he’ll say «well done»
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| You bring on the fire and brimstone
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| Tell me I’m goin' to hell
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| I know he died and rolled away the stone
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| I guess I’ll see him there
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| You bring on the fire
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| Bring it on
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| Bring it on
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| Bring it on
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| Yeah, bring it on
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| There’s a chance that when I get to Heaven
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| Oh, He may not know me at all
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| If that’s the case, man
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| Then I’ll take my judgement
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| Oh, but it won’t be from y’all, naw
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| You bring on the fire
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| You bring on the fire
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| Bring it on, bring it on, bring on the fire |