| It took three damn days for the mission man
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| Heard he’s comin' straight from hell
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| With a fast track bleedein' and siren screamin
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| If you don’t listen you could never tell
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| Three days dead and risin'
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| Where you goin' now. |
| I widh you well
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| Three days dead and risin'
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| With a half head full a ' dreams I could never sell
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| Let us prey
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| Three days gone for the misson man
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| Three days gone and risin'
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| Three days gone hear the mission man say
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| Time to get down to business
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| Let us prey
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| He walked in like the duke he was the mission man
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| He had death leakin' from his eyes
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| Machine gun bigger with his linger of the trigger
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| Said it took me three days to rise
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| Three days dead and risin'
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| I think these here are yours. |
| I couldn’t tell
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| Three days dead and risin'
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| Then he handed on back the dreams that he couldn’t sell
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| Lord I got a bleeder it a tast track feeder
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| And it nailed me down tight for the rest a' my life
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| It’s a double damn shot a ' what I need when I want it
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| And it’s givin' me redemption through the darkest og night
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| Lord I lost the lightenin' it was so damn frightenin'
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| And it pulled me up close like I was losin my life
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| Was a double damn shot, knocked me down, yeah I got it
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| And it givin' me some light through the rest a' my life |