Black

La Grande Faucheuse La Grande Faucheuse La Grande Faucheuse La Grande Faucheuse La Grande Faucheuse La Grande Faucheuse Angel of Death Let me tell you a story about black The one memory and the one who threw it right back He was down, so I took a ride He moved the westway out of there So I took his advice Oh, two seconds flat If I'd have know he woulda treated me like that Whoa oh, two seconds flat How was I to know he woulda done me like that? He had an empty gaze In his eyes, like a bear Took me firmly I threw the coat away just like a foxy set Oh whoa, who's lookin' at ya? Who was a good kid when God was lookin' after ya? Wow oh, who'll make it through? How was I to know, he woulda done this to you? He made his move, and I was down all along I kept asking to come up for luck I would take and he would turn and Wait, let me catch my breath That's black if you can catch him with it I was someone who believed in sin He said, I think I know just who that is Whoa oh, who's lookin' at ya? Who was a good kid when God was lookin' after ya? Whoa oh, who'll make it through? How was I to know, he woulda done this to you? Dead man now, once was a friend Ran all the way upstairs just to make my defense Threw me in the bath, with ice and a slab Can of coke, down my throat Almost his whole hand went in First I was amused, closest to death I'd ever been When the white light went away I knew death was setting in If I knew, I would tell ya To keep trouble off, I tell ya You're the next one to get Left with this story, that's when you go mad That's black Whoa oh (Angel of Death), who's that lookin' at ya? Who'll be a good kid now that I'm lookin' after ya? Whoa oh, who'll make it through? How was I to know, black would turn from me to you? Angel of Death Angel of Death Angel of Death Angel of Death Angel of Death Angel of Death Angel of Death Angel of Death